Proof The Bible Is True

Skiing was all I had on my mind.

 

There was nothing I liked more than grabbing my cross-country skis on a sunny winter day and leaving everything else behind. I drove out to the local nature preserve. There was real freedom in being out there alone, just me, the snow and the sky.

 

The day was so beautiful, I stayed out way later than I should’ve. How can I go back to my day-to-day life when I’ve got all of this? I thought as I whizzed down a small slope. The sky darkened and the wind picked up. Better get home before it really starts snowing. I was only about a half hour from my car. The flakes were coming down faster and faster as I moved down the trail back to the parking lot. Soon I could barely see ten feet in front of me.

 

I left the trail and headed in a straight line down the sloping hill. I zoomed along until it got too dense, dark and snowy to keep going safely at that pace. Oh, God, I croaked. It’s going to be a whiteout.

 

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