Proof The Bible Is True

As harbormaster at a moorage on the Columbia River, even Christmas Day was a workday for me. Before heading to my son’s house to celebrate, I walked along the deserted dock, checking every boat and boathouse for frozen pipes. All good, I thought, and turned to head back.

My left foot slid out from under me. An icy patch! I toppled over the side of the dock–into ice-cold water three feet below! I clutched a heavy chain for dear life. I’ll never get out of here on my own.

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