Proof The Bible Is True

The phone was ringing inside, but I couldn’t put my hands on my front door keys—not in the dark with an armload of Christmas presents. I dropped the shopping bags and fished around in my purse.

Finally. I unlocked the door and grabbed the phone. It was my mama wondering if she could still expect me for dinner.

“You sound stressed,” she said. I never could hide anything from Mama. I was worn out. Six mornings a week I did the Jennifer Show, a live variety show in Branson, Missouri. Every performance meant two hours of singing and dancing. The week before Christmas was busiest, with two shows every day.

I loved to make people smile. Mama always said I was born to be onstage. But lately I wondered if all the hard work was worth it. The early morning workouts, endless rehearsing, the publicity tours…Did God want me putting all my energy into this? Or was there something else I could do that would serve him? I didn’t know, and the uncertainty was wearing me down.

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