By my word, this is the truth I tell. When I was a young boy, I used to live at a secluded farm next to an abandoned railroad. The nearest town wasn’t for hundreds of miles; my father drove there once a week to get groceries for the week. One day, I was playing in the woods around our property when I heard a voice calling for help. I ventured deeper into the woods until I saw a man. He was different though, with a beard and clothes that resembled my own, only in gray. I asked him, “What on God’s green earth are you doing in the middle of nowhere?” My Lord! Was I taken aback when he said…

By my word, this is the truth I tell. When I was a young boy, I used to live at a secluded farm next to an abandoned railroad. The nearest town wasn’t for hundreds of miles; my father drove there once a week to get groceries for the week. One day, I was playing in the woods around our property when I heard a voice calling for help. I ventured deeper into the woods until I saw a man. He was different though, with a beard and clothes that resembled my own, only in gray. I asked him, “What on God’s green earth are you doing in the middle of nowhere?” My Lord! Was I taken aback when he said…

By my word, this is the truth I tell. When I was a young boy, I used to live at a secluded farm next to an abandoned railroad. The nearest town wasn’t for hundreds of miles; my father drove there once a week to get groceries for the week. One day, I was playing in the woods around our property when I heard a voice calling for help. I ventured deeper into the woods until I saw a man. He was different though, with a beard and clothes that resembled my own, only in gray. I asked him, “What on God’s green earth are you doing in the middle of nowhere?” My Lord! Was I taken aback when he said…