Summary: To say that not much in the way of excitement happened in the small town in which I grew up is an understatement. When you're in a town of about 850 people, there's really not that much that goes on. Life is pretty peaceful and predictable.<br> <br> Did I say predictable?<br> <br> About 2 miles outside of town, nestled a stones throw off of old Rt. 66 was a very unassuming single wide mobile home. Many of the folks that lived in and around my hometown lived in mobile homes and so we never gave them a second thought. <br> <br> One day people around school began talking about this one mobile home and how something special was taking place at this particular home after dark. According to rumors, the homeowner got up one night to use the bathroom. For reasons I never learned or can't recall, the homeowner decided to close the lid of the toilet, stand on top of it, and look out the window. What he saw next was something that he believed to be a sign from God himself. He saw three crosses of glistening light out in his yard. Read More...
