Proof The Bible Is True

I lay awake and kept telling myself to get up when car wheels squealed to an abrupt halt. I bolted from my bed as I heard people screaming, “Call an ambulance.”

Stumbling to the phone, I dialed the emergency number. The operator told me help was on the way.As I made my way downstairs, it occurred to me that I hadn’t heard the bus go by, the one my husband Chris took each morning to his office in the city.Chris would be the first one to run in and call an ambulance, I thought. The bus stop was right on the corner, one house from ours.

As my thoughts raced, so did my heart. I went to my front door. My now panicked voice pierced the warm air and brilliant sunlight of a perfect June day.“Is it a man?” I yelled to the people surrounding a body lying on the side of the road. Without waiting for an answer, “Does he have a mustache?”“Yes, yes,” a serious face turned toward me.I ran out to the street.

A man lay in a fetal position. I couldn’t see his face, but I recognized his clothes.“Chris!” I screamed and raced toward him. I cradled him in my arms. Blood ran from his ears and his eyes were closed. I cried. “I’m here. Hold on, honey. You’re going to be okay. Hold on. I need you.”

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