Carol Jeanine (Ellis) Spragg, 65, passed away Saturday, May 9, 2020 in Des Moines. Carol was born July 23, 1954 in Des Moines to John and Melva (Boggs) Ellis. She graduated in 1972 from Lincoln High School and married Steven Spragg on April 19, 1974 in Des Moines.
Carol worked as a secretary for the Vicki Farrah Law Office and was a homemaker. She was a member of Calvary Baptist Church in Grinnell where she taught Sunday school for preschoolers and nursery. Some of the things Carol enjoyed were: going to garage sales on Saturdays, getting her nails done, gooey marshmallows over the campfire, firewood and ice machines, making jewelry and jelly, watching hummingbirds, and most of all taking care of her family and babysitting her grandchildren.
Carol is survived by her husband of 46 years, Steven; daughters, Janelle (Curtis) Covington and Crystal (Andy) Owen; three grandchildren; two brothers; and two sisters. She was preceded in death by her parents; older sister, Sandra Adamson; sister-in-law, Patricia Ellis; and nephew Mark Adamson.
Footprints in the Sand
One night I had a dream.
I dreamed I was walking along the beach with the Lord,
and across the sky flashed scenes from my life.
For each scene I noticed two sets of footprints in the sand.
One belonged to me, and the other to the Lord.
When the last scene of my life flashed before me,
I looked back at the footprints in the sand.
I noticed that at many times along the path of my life,
especially at the very lowest and saddest times,
there was only one set of footprints.
This really troubled me, so I asked the Lord about it.
"Lord, you said once I decided to follow you,
you'd walk with me all the way.
But I noticed that during the saddest and most troublesome times of my life,
there was only one set of footprints.
I don't understand why, when I needed You the most, You would leave me."
The Lord replied, "My son, my precious child, I love you and I would never leave you.
During your times of suffering, when you could see only one set of footprints,
it was then that I carried you."
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A poem by her granddaughter, Trinity.
Roses are red,
violets are blue
I miss you
Yes, I do
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