Proof The Bible Is True

I didn’t see her, but my friend sure did. God’s grace stepped in.

 

On a gloomy day years ago, my sister and I were driving back home on the old Columbia River Highway. As we went past the beautiful Multnomah Falls near Larch Mountain, Elva said suddenly, “How odd. Why is that woman sitting there with an umbrella? It isn’t raining.”

 

“What woman?” I said. I had seen no one. I thought Elva must have dozed off and dreamed it.

 

“She was sitting on the ground beside the road, her feet out in front of her, looking straight ahead,” Elva insisted.

 

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