Introduction to How I Became a Believer

For many years I doubted there is a God.  Sure I went to church most of my life, was baptized in the Methodist church, prayed and said God Bless to folks but deep inside I thought how can there be a God when there is so much evil in the world.  Why does he let innocent children die, allow genocide of millions and yet be a benevolent God?   Why does he keep me a sinner with many faults alive and allow others to die.  Seriously, there have been times I should have died but didn’t.  Why God why are you keeping me alive, someone who has made major mistakes that I regret having done?  None of this made sense to me.  That is until I decided to ride my bicycle diagonally across America.  On that epic journey of 6,300 miles and other bicycle adventures which followed, God not only revealed He truly exists but He is actively guiding, providing, and protecting me.  Truly now I’m a believer and know what He expects of me.  God has shown me my responsibility is to share with you and anyone who hears my talks or reads about God having directly intervened in my life.  In this series “I Believe” I will be sharing with you how God is actively in my life but also how He has helped me to help others  believe, too.  God IS in your life, my wish, desire and prayers are for you to continue to believe or become a believer.  God IS with us all always.

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  1. Greg Adrian
    July 13, 2021

    Wonderful that you profess your salvation publicly.
    Amen, Frank

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  2. Sharon McAllister
    January 23, 2019

    A classmate shared Joanna Abernethy’s tragic death on FB. Many of us did not even know. I read your article about Joanna and another article about her death. I just wanted to say thank you for the read because it gave me a chance to catch up on a classmate of old. I attended Murrah High School with Joanna, she was and is the only Australian I’ve ever met. What I remember about her is that she was a sweet, nice, soft spoken girl. Having graduated a year early from high school, I ended up leaving my class and joining the upper class. To hear Joanna’s story this MLK holiday has made me look inside and take inventory of myself. Where is my passion for Dr. King? I tell you Joanna Abernethy will never be forgotten. I promise to share of story every MLK holiday as a reminder.

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