A few years ago I was praying one morning about the things we pray for… about life, and kids, and the economy. Economically, times were difficult and kids can be challenging. Then I heard a voice. Not a real voice, but a voice in my head. No one could hear it but me. I thought it said, “Write your book.” Though I knew it was not audible, I heard it just the same.
I paid little attention at first. I had considered writing a book about the End Times but never put it on the front burner. Revelation was the first book I read, and I was truly fascinated. And frightened. Though I did not understand what it was about, I did know I did not want to be around when it happened.
For several years I continued to occasionally hear the voice, clear as a bell, when saying morning prayers and began to wonder if it was God asking me to do something. I also pondered that I might just be going crazy. You know what they say about hearing voices.
There were other considerations. Why would God pick me, of all people, to write for Him? I had never written a boo ...
