Proof The Bible Is True

Just after midnight my husband, Michael, and I were woken by the ringing phone. Michael spoke to someone a few seconds, hung up and turned to me with a sleepy smile. “It’s one of the guys at work,” he said. “He says we should go out and look at the northern lights.”

We had been living in Alaska for over a year and still hadn’t seen the famous aurora borealis. The folks at the Forest Service didn’t want us to sleep through it.

What a relief to get a phone call with good news, I thought as I pulled on a heavy coat. We’d been getting too many troubling phone calls lately, all concerning my 13-year-old daughter, Kristi.

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