Proof The Bible Is True

My son Dillon hoisted his duffle bag on his shoulder and gave me a hug. I wasn’t one for making scenes at the airport, but I couldn’t stop the tears from coming. He was only 21, about to deploy to Afghanistan for the second time.

 

“Don’t worry, Mom. I’ll be home soon,” he said. I wished I could believe him. But how could I? Two years earlier, Dillon’s older brother, Tanner, had been killed in action. Keep Dillon safe, Lord, I prayed. Have mercy on this mama.

 

I kept on praying those words, even after I got home. Please have mercy on this mama. Morning, noon and night, one prayer, over and over. What else could I do?

 

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