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Free Chapters

 I am honored that you’ve chosen to spend some time here at  Please feel FREE to check out the FREE chapters of the first book.  Click the links above for free chapters 1-9 so far.

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Write your own

I believe that we all have at least one novel inside of us.  I waited 54 years to write my first book and within three months I’ve written my second.  If God allows, I’ll write another one. And then another.

I’m convinced we all need a purpose, one which burns inside deeply.  The one which on occasion keeps us up at night, or maybe wakes us in the middle of the night.  Somewhere next to the “what’s it all about?” question in our spirits.  3 AM is my usual rendezvous time with my worst enemy, my brain.

That’s what finally drove me to the keyboard.  I’m known as a person with an opinion and for thirty plus years it was an opinion born of error.  I was lost but I had a big enough mouth and ego that I could pull it off and hide behind the facade I’d built to negotiate social interaction without actual involvement.  You know who you are but you aren’t about to let anyone in on that identity.  You who are reading this, if you’ve read this far, know what I’m talking about.

When I came to faith in Jesus Christ, I had exhausted all other avenues of worldly pursuit for identity and peace.  And purpose.  As Jimmy Buffet wrote, “I made enough money to buy Miami but I pissed it away so fast.”  I didnt make that much but what I managed to earn  I burned.  I came first.  Always.  I had extraordinary children and a wonderful wife but I came first.  Oh everyone ate and had birthday presents and a home in which to live but I still managed to drink first and live and give on the remainder.

Oh that I could have those days back.  God has shown me that He will redeem the lost years, He has been more than merciful.  As I tell my brothers, sin has consequences even though we’re so far forgiven that God won’t even remember our transgressions.  The enemy reminds us just what garbage we are.  Or were.  It matters not, the damage has been done.  If it weren’t for the mercy and grace of our Lord, I’d be dead at my own hand by now.  Slow, seemingly unintentional suicide.  Alcoholism, drug addiction, anything to escape the pain and exposure of reality.  I know now that this is from the pit of hell and that the living Christ can pull us from that mire and put us on solid ground which will never move.  Never.

My only goal with The Outlaw Preacher was to reach the lost for Christ.  I thought, and still think that conversational evangelism within a well told story will reach millions of people who otherwise would never listen to a preacher.  My life is a sermon, my life is a movie, one where you watch and cringe when you see me heading straight into some stupid situation and you scream at the screen but I don’t hear you.  Not anymore.  I’m not going there anymore, I’m walking slower with my head down like Caine in the old TV show Kung Fu.  A wise man walks with his head down, humble like the dust.  Life kicks your butt and if you live through it, you should emerge humble and wise.  The Bible says that the fear of the Lord is the beginning of wisdom.  Welcome to wisdom.

We all have a story to tell.  Change the names to protect the innocent.  Or the guilty.  Write it down.  Start today.  You can start a blog, a website, a book, a journal, anything.  Just start and write something every day.  After a month of writing something, anything every day, you’ll look at your story and realize, as I did, that if you do it again next month and the next, you’ll have a book in no time.

Let me know when you’re finished.  I’d love to read it.