Proof The Bible Is True

RIIING! RIIIING! RIIINNNNGG! Chimes startled me awake. I slapped my alarm clock, but the noise didn’t stop. It wasn’t my alarm. The doorbell?

 

Our two Labrador retrievers, Jax and Shelby, began barking along, composing a chaotic symphony that echoed throughout the house. RING! RING! BARK! BARK! I glanced at the time: 1:00 a.m. Who could be at our door this late? They’d better have a good excuse for waking the kids.

 

I groaned as I stumbled out of bed. It had been such a struggle to get my four-year-old, Jacob, and one-year-old, Samantha, tucked in for the night–I don’t know what magic my wife Lisa always used, but I didn’t have it. She was out of town on business and it was my first time flying solo. I was completely wiped out and hoped to get some rest. So much for that.

 

RING! RIING! RIIING!

 

The doorbell just wouldn’t stop. It was like someone was leaning on it. I hurried downstairs and maneuvered around the dogs to the front door. “Alright, alright, alright…” I swung the door open, ready to give whoever-it-was a piece of my mind.

 

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