Seeing Is Believing
One night, as I was walking my dog, I saw flames shoot across the sky. That night, we were due to have one of the biggest meteor showers in a long time. It wasn't supposed to start until the wee hours of morning, but here it was, close to 1 a.m., and I'm walking a dog. I looked up, hoping to catch an early falling star. What I saw were streaks of orange, then green, then orange again, as fireballs, one at a time, filled the sky. It was awesome to behold. I had never seen anything like that. I haven't seen anything like it since. It was amazing. If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I wouldn't believe it. That's kind of like Saul. He was on his way to Damascus, when suddenly his trip was interrupted. We read in Acts 9 that a great light appeared in the sky and Jesus himself spoke to Saul. No one else around Saul saw the light, but Saul did. Three days later, blind, alone and fasting, a man named Ananias laid his hand...