Why I Believe

By Winner Torborg

People who don’t believe often wonder, ‘Why would this person believe in a God whom no one has proven even exists?’ But there is proof and it is visible all around you, even in the mirror. All you, my unbelieving friend, need to do is to use the gift that God gave you and think. Then use another gift that He gave you and choose to believe in Him: it’s not hard.

You say that you don’t believe because you don’t see Him. Well, do you see the air? How do you know that you need it? Do you see the wind? How do you know that it’s there? Do you see me when I’m 100 miles or so away? How do you know that I exist? One night I was praying for my family, whether they all believe that God exists and that Jesus is Lord or not I don’t know, and I was crying over them. I want so much to reach them all, and everyone else, with the joyous news that God is real and Jesus loves them. That’s when it came to me just to tell them my story. So, here it is.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Lulu.com
• Release date: Sep 20, 2016
• ISBN: 9781365410741

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Why I Believe

Why I Believe

By Winner Torborg

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Why I Believe By: Winner Torborg

Copyright © 2016 by Winner Torborg of Bread of Life International Ministries

ISBN-13: 978-1-365-41074-1

Note To Reader

As you read this book there will be some things that you might find funny, some things you might find rude and sarcastic, some things that will make you mad, and some things that you might think stupid.  But please, for your sake, read the whole book.  If, after you read the book you still don’t want to believe in God or Jesus- -well, that’s up to you.    But if what I have written in this book has made you think and consider the truth about God and Jesus please do me a favor and give this book to someone who needs it.

I know that you don’t really care what another person knows until you know that the person cares for you, specifically.  Well, I do care for each and every one of you, and I’ll tell you how I can say that and why in the book.

Chapter 1                                            Who I Am, (Was)

I was the youngest son, brought up in a middle class family; we moved many times because my dad worked at Exxon ER&E (Exxon Research and Engineering); he went on 1 year assignments and brought his family with him, he loved his family.  My mother was an alcoholic (practicing as long as I can remember) and dad had to send her to rehabs many times (that didn’t really help).  My parents were, well they called us, Presbyterians; that’s a denomination that calls itself a Christian denominations; but I never saw hide nor hair of anything that would give thought of Christianity in my house or from my folks.  When I was in middle school and high school my brothers really didn’t want to hang around me too much, well, not that I remember; but I always looked up to my brothers, even when I was taller than them (by an inch).

Now, when we moved to Mendham, N.J. I was in third grade and I made some friends.  I seemed to be popular, but that didn’t last; someone once said that all good things come to an end, well, for me that end came pretty fast.  So when I went to Mountain View School