Proof The Bible Is True

The telephone jolted me awake. It took me a few seconds to gather my wits. I’d been sitting at my computer, watching an episode of my favorite show, CSI, but I must’ve dozed off.

 

I glanced at the clock. Midnight. Who would be calling me at this hour? I wondered.

 

I grabbed the phone. “Hello?” I said. Too late. The caller had hung up.

 

According to the caller ID, it was a Pennsylvania cell phone, one I didn’t recognize. Probably a misdial.

 

I sat back down in my chair to shut off my computer, but I couldn’t stop thinking about that call. Should I call back? I wondered.

 

I decided to look in my address book to see if the number belonged to anyone I knew.

 

Finally, I found a match—my brother, Pete.

 

Pete and I hadn’t spoken in almost a year. Not since our mother’s funeral.

 

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