Proof The Bible Is True

She had a vision of a little girl … and an angel. That vision soon became a reality.

Was this a church? The high, vaulted ceilings made it seem like one–almost, but not exactly. That’s the way things often are in dreams, and I was dreaming now. Deeply. A woman entered the room. With her was a small child, a little girl in soft, lavender footie pajamas. She was barely a toddler, still a baby in many ways.

Her brown hair was braided and her big, dark eyes were beautiful. But it wasn’t their beauty that struck me so much as the quiet courage I saw reflected in them as the child took a tentative step forward.

I sunk to my knees, putting myself at her level. Don’t be afraid, I thought. The girl hesitated a moment, clinging shyly to the woman. Then, as if making a decision she opened her arms and toddled to me.

My own arms were open and waiting to catch her. Her little body was soft and warm and right in my embrace. Like she belonged with me. “You’re fine,” I said as I rocked her gently. “Everything’s going to be just fine.”

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