Hi friends! I have a fun, and a little different, announcement to share with you all. If you’re familiar with my writing, you know that I consider myself first and foremost a storyteller, which is why I primarily write fiction. It’s what I love doing, and I will continue to share those stories with you all for many years to come.

But about a year ago I felt a pull from God to write something else. I have been blessed to have grown up in church, my faith nurtured over many years by different pastors, teachers, and family members. But over the last several years my faith has undergone significant challenges. I never doubted God or the truths I had grown up with, but I did doubt my place in his plan.

When we’re young, and the world seems full of possibility, it is easy to believe God will use us to do amazing things. But as life takes its course, we can find ourselves settling into daily rhythms and habits out of necessity. We need to support our families, take care of our children, and live responsibly as much as we are able. And these needs often give rise to anxiety, worry, and distractions as at times it feels we can never do enough. Be enough. In the midst of these struggles, hearing from God, much less participating in ministry, can be more difficult than ever.

There is always that voice, not from God but from that other guy, assuring us that it’s ok. We can focus on the things of this world. God can, and will, use someone else to accomplish his plan. And we listen to this voice, for months and years and an entire lifetime, completely missing out on the reality that God has a plan for us specifically. That this plan isn’t for us to just to coast along in the world trying to live a halfway decent life, hoping we squeak into Heaven when we die. He made us for a purpose.

I can’t remember the exact moment, but there came a point where I realized how far I had gotten from those starry-eyed days when I believed anything was possible. And I prayed that I could find that feeling again. God answered, though not exactly in the way I could have imagined. He began to consume my thoughts with two trains of thought: knowing him, and knowing myself in him.

And then, a year ago, I got that pull. It was a feeling, not an audible voice, but it might as well have been. “Ok. Time to write it all down.”

“What?” was my response. “No, no, no. That’s not the kind of writing I do, God.”

“Who made man’s mouth?” was the question God had asked Moses after a similar objection. For me, it was more along the lines of: “Who gifted you? Who made you the way you are? Be faithful with a little, and I will set you over much.”

So I wrote. Despite my personal fears and feelings of inadequacy, I put pen to paper and wrote down all that I felt God had been teaching me. The first draft was a challenge. But I honed, I kept at it, I prayed, until finally there was a physical representation of the things that God had used to change me, to bring me back to that certainty that in him, all things are possible. And more than that, he can use me to do the things that I think are impossible.

The result is Timeless. My first non-fiction book, it unpacks the two trains of thought I mentioned before: who God is—his majesty, timelessness, and power; and who we are in him—made for a purpose, bought at a price, sealed by his Spirit.

For Christians, it is a primer for going deeper into some of the more foundational aspects of your faith. For non-Christians, my hope is that it might give you a better glimpse of the God that is calling to you, and how he sees you as his creation.

I am so excited to finally get to share this with all of you, and pray you find in it the same hope and excitement that it brought to me.