Proof The Bible Is True

I tossed and turned, sweaty and in a panic, gripped by my dream. My barn cat, Two Socks, was fleeing some four-legged predator, running for his life. I chased after them, out of breath and helpless. The dream cut abruptly to a different scene. I was in the yard working in my flower garden on my acre on Blue Mountain in northwest Colorado. It was a bright, sunny afternoon. I looked up from the flower bed when a huge bird cast a shadow over me. Out of the corner of my eye I saw Two Socks nonchalantly strolling out of the barn. Danger seemed to be everywhere. The shadow got bigger as it swooped down over my cat.

 

“No!” I screamed, running toward the barn.

 

I sat up half-awake in a tangle of sheets, still enveloped in a fog of fear. Lord, please watch over Two Socks. It wasn’t the first time I’d prayed for a barn cat.

 

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