Ken was still a teenager when he enlisted in the army. He was one of twelve children, and he recognized his chance to make something of himself. He couldn’t know the United States would be at war within a matter of months.

At eighteen, Ken found himself in the thick of battle defending the Philippines against the onslaught of Japanese attack. One day he lay behind a log and watched as enemy soldiers overran his position by the hundreds. Ken and a companion hid their rifles and surrendered. It marked the beginning of a three-and-a-half year nightmare. Ken became a prisoner of war.

I spent the last couple of days gathering evidence to substantiate the existence of God…….. I couldn’t gather it. There was too much. So I just took pictures. Here are just a few of hundreds of exhibits I found on a single fall weekend.

Evidence from the air!