Proof The Bible Is True

My wife Angela and our children were deep in slumber when I arose before dawn and walked down to the lake behind our vacation cabin at Lake Mohawk. I began pulling weeds, one of my favorite ways to unwind — quiet and simple compared to my job as a cardiologist. This was just what I needed, a two-week getaway from the stress of 14-hour days, seeing 45-60 patients, with few breaks in-between.

 

Unfortunately, on the drive down the night before, a disagreement had started our vacation off on a bad note. My mind was running in overdrive as I thought about things that I may have forgotten to do before I left the hospital. My wife interrupted my thoughts. “You know Terry,” she said, “We really need a new vacuum cleaner.”

 

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