Proof The Bible Is True

I was driving on the highway with my daughter and grandchildren when a red pickup truck barreled down a ramp into my lane. I swerved too late–

Smash! The pickup hit our right rear door. We spun and came to a stop in a patch of wet grass. The children screamed, then burst into tears.

“Shh,” I said, trying to comfort them and check for injuries at the same time. Besides minor scrapes, bumps and bruises, they were all okay physically. But they were still badly frightened. They couldn’t stop crying.

“It’s all right,” their mom and I assured each one–except four-year-old Stephen. He didn’t need reassurance. He was perfectly calm. He hadn’t cried or screamed at all.

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