Help Make "412 Days" a Reality – Support Torben and Lene Sondergaard
2/22/24
Dear friends, I am very excited to, for the first time, share the book I wrote while I was in jail.
We have now come so far with it that I will start to share small portions of the book with you out there, and if you want to be part of helping get this book out, we have put up a give-send-go page where your donation can support us as a family in our new journey and at the same time help to get this book out and pre-order the book. It will then be sent to you as soon as it is published.
I want to say I'm very excited about this book. I have a professional editor helping this time as I feel God wants this book to come out to bookstores and shops, and there are many new things in this book that make it a little more difficult to describe with my English. So, I have been working with him on it. He has done many books before, but he is truly excited about this book and believes it is a game-changer for many people.
On the link below, you can go and read more and send a gift if you'd like to HELP GET THIS BOOK OUT and at the same time preorder the book.
Here is a little taste from Chapter Seven in the book called Isolation:
(…..)
It was also very, very cold in the cell. The air conditioner was blowing chilly air, and our blanket was very thin, so I slept in my jumpsuit every day. I tried to take two showers daily because it was a way to escape, standing under the hot water and spending time. But the water only ran for five seconds, and then I had to push the button again. But it was nice to stand there and feel the water, and it also helped warm my body.
I longed for a Bible, so I often prayed to God, “I need a Bible. I truly need a Bible. Can you send me a Bible?”
It had been three days locked in without a Bible, but I got a gift from heaven on the fourth day. An angel sent me the most beautiful gift I have ever received. The angel’s name was Sheila Zilinsky from Canada. It was a woman who had a ministry, and I had been on her radio program a few times. She sent me a Bible—a small, black King James Version Bible, a block of paper, and a few pens to write with.
When an officer gave me the little Bible and a block of paper and pens, I could not describe how it felt. I hugged the Bible. I kissed the Bible. I was crying. It was a scene not unlike you would see in YouTube videos of the underground church in China when the Chinese see a Bible for the first time. It was how I felt there. Never in my life had I been so happy like this, to get the Bible. Even though it was a King James Version, and I’m not good at reading English, especially the King James Version, I took it all in as I’d never taken the Bible in before.
Right away, I just started with Jesus’; words. The Bible had Jesus’; words in red. So I began to read Jesus’; words. I then read the book of Acts. I read the epistles. I just could not get enough.
I absorbed the Bible.
I took notes on my pieces of paper.
I wrote in the Bible, and it was just so different.
It was like a different book. It was like I got the Bible for the first time. It is difficult to describe. Plus, the hunger—I never had a desire like I had in that moment. I’ve never been as thankful for the Word as I was then.
In everyday life, I have two or three Bibles, Bibles on my computer, Bibles on my telephone, and Bibles all over the place. I’ve never been in a place in my life where I lacked the Word of God, and in many ways, I never genuinely appreciated the Word of God like I do now. Now that I had been without it and then got it, I loved it like I had never loved it before.
Now, when I read the New Testament, it is as though I am reading it with a different set of eyes. I was looking for different things in the Bible. I was looking for hope. I was looking for encouragement. I was looking to find peace in jail. And it’s interesting when you think of it that one-third of the New Testament was written in prisons. I could see that now. I saw things I’d never seen before by being in jail and reading the Word.
At the same time, I started a diary to keep up with the days, how many days I was there, and what happened on different days. Initially, I did not write many things; it was just a few words or a line or two. But this helped me, knowing how many days I’d been there and knowing what happened on those days. And it has been a big blessing to me today as I write this book because I can go back. I often go back to see when things happened.
When I look at my diary, I write about how I arrived here on a Thursday evening and, how I broke down, and how Friday, Saturday, and Sunday were just very hard. I did not know what to do with myself. And when I got the Bible, everything changed. Time changed. I could go into the Bible and was suddenly away from this world. I was in another place. The Bible gave me so much. I understand Jesus'; words now that we should not live by bread alone but by every word that goes out of God’s mouth (Matthew 4:4). It gave me so much, and I will never see the Bible in the same light after this moment