Proof The Bible Is True

I felt a pang of sadness watching the farms and fields of Kansas shrink outside my window as the plane rose into the sky.

 

My visit to my hometown of Wichita from college in San Diego had been painfully short.

 

My cousin had passed away, and the cheapest flight I could get to attend his funeral routed me through Minneapolis, Detroit and Memphis—22 hours of travel for only 13 short hours at home.

 

Just enough time to pay my respects and see my family, but not enough to even call any of my friends, let alone see them.

 

I didn’t have the money to return to Wichita often, and I missed my friends back home, especially my best friend, Sherry, and our crew from church.

 

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