Proof The Bible Is True

When we Americans were first taken hostage in Iran, we were terrified. We didn’t know who our captors were, or what their demands would be. What were they going to do with us? Outside the embassy compound, the rage of the crowd added to the ugly atmosphere. Their screaming would go on until two in the morning, then start up again at six a.m.—mobs of people yelling their hatred, their triumph, their anger.

 

One time after I’d fallen asleep, I was awakened by the distinct impression that someone had sat down on my bed. I turned over quickly, expecting to see one of my guards. But no one was there. Instantly, I was reminded of the Holy Spirit, the Comforter. And with the sense of His presence came a very real knowledge that I had a source of strength that the students and mobs didn’t have.

 

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