Journey Through the Battle Field

I've just finished a novel entitled, The Seraph War. In all my years of writing, I've never been so shaken by something I've written myself. As I edited my manuscript, I often found myself in tears and on my knees. I knew then, that without a doubt, the author's name on the front was only a formality. I didn't really write this book. God did.

The story is about a young man's discovery of the spiritual world in a Pilgrim's Progress meets The Matrix sort of way. He deals with abandonment, an abusive mother, suicide, rejection, confusion, temptation... any of these sound familiar?

My plan was to just keep the story--an easy read for all. But right before production, I decided to add a 10-step study on spiritual warfare. My publisher accepted it and now it will soon be in print. I'm overwhelmed by the purpose of this project. I want to use it as a tool for people to see there is hope. It's God's book, not mine. May He use it for His glory.