In early August of 2001, I was driving along a highway in the Minnesota River Valley, and, for some reason, I was arguing with myself as to whether or not God really existed. Right then, I came to a curve in the road and was able to view a beautiful scene of trees, a partly cloudy sky, a small stream and the prairie stretching off far to the west, all in one long glance. I think God magnified the beauty of this scene at that particular moment. I said out loud; I know God exists. All of this could not have just happened.
I believe for God’s reason, He wanted me to declare Him to be “The Creator.”