Proof The Bible Is True

It was a hot summer day in Atlanta… and we were locked out.

 

There’s nothing hotter than summer in Atlanta, especially if you can’t afford an air conditioner. My wife, Rebekah, and I couldn’t that year, and living on the third floor of an old building, the heat seemed to turn our apartment into an oven.

 

“Let’s get out of here,” Rebekah said one scorching Friday afternoon. “Why don’t we go down to the mall and enjoy their air conditioning?”

 

So that’s what we did. We cooled off sipping iced tea before ambling back. Maybe it was the heat, but when we got home we realized we’d left our keys inside. We went to the building manager’s office. “Gone Till Monday,” read a sign on the door.

 

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