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Saturday, 16 December 2017

My Year in Books 2017 via Goodreads

This post is to say a huge THANK YOU to the Christian authors whose books I have read this year.

You have enriched my spiritual life, my knowledge of the Bible and how to live in a closer relationship with God and living out His Word. I have not only been entertained but have been spiritually uplifted, challenged and even confronted with issues that God needed to bring to my attention.

Never let it be said that God cannot use Christian fiction in all its genres and its authors to minister to reader's needs outside of the entertainment value while reinforcing in the author that they are writing for Him and not just because they have the talent to do so.

It has been my honour and pleasure to read, review, interview, spotlight, promote, blog tour and have you as a guest on my blog.

So Christian authors, find your book(s) below and give yourself a moment to be proud of your achievement and give God the glory for all He has achieved with the talent, creativity, inspiration that He has given you. I appreciate all of you and look forward to supporting you all again as you release new books and where my review schedule and life enable me to do so.






Wednesday, 13 December 2017

Guest blogger: Justin Coogle and his debut novel, Kingdom Come

Today, I have a guest blogger, Justin Coogle. He has just released his debut novel, Kingdom Come. I came across Justin in a Goodreads group where he was talking about this novel and his thoughts on the status of Christian Speculative fiction today. I liked what I read and of his novel so I offered to investigate this more by offering him a guest post here for this purpose.  I trust you will find what Justin has to say about his novel intriguing as the world building is impressive. It was this that has piqued my interest in this novel. Released today, this novel is now in my Kindle.

So sit back and let Justin take you on a tour of his novel and the worldbuilding and his thoughts on Christian speculative fiction.

But first, a little about Justin and his journey to being a published novelist: 

I was born in Texarkana, Texas, to an army man and his Korean wife. Most of my childhood was spent between two military bases, Fort Leavenworth and Fort Riley. I went to the University of Kansas for undergrad and am currently in my 3rd year at the University of Kansas Medical Center to eventually become a doctor in the Pediatric field. 

My testimony is evidence that God is a very personal God. My story wasn’t like a lot of my friends. I wasn’t raised in a Christian home, my parents had a very broken marriage, and I suffered from bullying and terrible self-image. It wasn’t until I met my best friend in middle school — who showed me Jesus through our many schoolyard conversations — did I come to begin God’s path for me. Since then I’ve fervently sought the Lord’s will in all aspects of my life. 

Interesting tidbits of myself:

I’m currently a 3rd-year Medical Student hoping to become a Pediatric Neurologist, Pediatric Emergency, General Pediatrician, or OB/GYN.

I almost went professional in E-sports, particularly League of Legends.

I love horror movies and haunted locations. I’ve taken a few trips to “haunted” locales just to see the sights.

I was a huge fan of anime and my book is influenced stylistically from that.

I currently teach the preschool Sunday school at my church. 

Now let's look at Kingdom Come. Released on December 13th, 2017 on Amazon in Kindle format and December 15, 2017 for printed format:


It has been 5 years since Pope Quintus replaced the late Pope and shook the world by forming the DH, Vatican City's new demon hunting division, changing spiritual warfare forever. The Swiss guard has been replaced by three elite warriors, the Trinitarians. Exuberant funds have been funnelled into their weapons division, Section 12. Their new intelligence unit, the Oracles, locate demons with unprecedented accuracy for first strike advantage. All these come together to support the heart and soul of the DH, the very demon hunting teams who hit the ground and take the fight to the enemy. 

But Jason Collins is struggling to find his place on his own team, Team Joshua, let alone be the life force of the DH. He doesn't have the impeccable talent and skill of Maria, the wisdom and faith of Michael, or the courage and cunning of their team leader Rodrick. In his desperate attempts to prove himself worthy of himself and his team, Jason now teeters on the edge of expulsion. But when Team Joshua encounter a pair of witches in a demonic graveyard, Jason discovers a plot set by the ancient demon lord Baal that would change the world order. 

Jason must wrestle with his failure, friends, and faith to save the Church and the world thereafter. 

I asked Justin what his motivation for writing Kingdom Come.

So I first need to preface WHY I wrote the book before I describe WHY I wrote the book. And no, you didn’t read that wrong. But you’ll understand what I mean. 

I was a fervent reader when I was younger and as I grew up became an avid gamer. Some of my favorite novels were the Dragons of Perth, Artemis Fowl, Harry Potter, Eragon, Lord of the Rings, etc. I also actively grew up on Star Wars, Warcraft, Starcraft, and many Nintendo games. Through my life, I’d accrued a massive foundation of epic stories to derive my ideas of what an “epic” story looked like. It wasn’t until I was 12 did I know Jesus, and not until college did I begin to actively seek his will as the core identity of my life.

But even as I grew in my faith I noticed a serious dissonance between me and some of my colleagues in my campus ministry or at church. They all were white, suburban, sports-loving Christians who grew up in stable families in stable neighborhoods. None of them shared my story and I soon realized it became exhausting trying to imitate them. I should instead embrace who God made ME to be. For the Lord sought me even when I was his enemy, he stitched me in the womb before creation.

It was halfway through college when I began to just be happy with who I was, and a large part of my character is my eccentric attitude and endless imagination. As I grew in my faith I wanted to see more representation of Christian role models in epic adventures. I love the movies. I love the Marvel films, Transformers, Lord of the Rings, Star Wars. If it is big and over-the-top I’m excited to see it. But I became more frustrated at the lack of true Christian characters.

Now we get to novels. I began to seek Christian Fiction but I soon ran into a similar problem I experienced in my ministry. Many stories I read felt plastic. Too often I felt Christian Fiction was dominated by romances or terribly predictable speculative fiction. I’d go so far as to say many of the stories were cheesy and far too corny to read. I felt these novels sacrificed real tension, that truly epic feeling, to showcase the gospel or some other theological theme. This is a good and righteous intention, but that didn’t stop many of the stories being unreadable for my personal tastes.

So I set out to write Kingdom Come. If I couldn’t find my perfect story then I’d have to make it. Kingdom Come is the marriage of my faith in Jesus Christ and my thirst for large, epic stories. It is a novel that is not afraid to paint these characters as human. Their faults and failures are not always lessons, their deaths aren’t always meaningful, and the good guy winning is not always guaranteed. Choosing Christ isn’t easy nor is it a festival. Romans 5:3-5 tells us that suffering builds endurance to eventually point us to God. 1 Peter 5:10 tells us after we suffer a little while we will be made strong. I didn’t want my story to be a fairy tale where God waves his hand at the end, nor did I want it to be a parable where the narrative was simply a tool for a lesson. I wanted a story that reflected the spiritual warfare we face every day: an ebb and flow of facing our depravity but leaning on God (especially when it is hardest) to drag us across the finish line.

Justin describes the Biblical & Christian themes contained in Kingdom Come:

I wrote the novel when I was getting heavy into theology. I was reading lots of C.S Lewis, John Piper, Tony Evans, etc. Although the Gospel is the foundation of our entire faith, I wanted to explore elements of the Christian walk that were more subtle yet eternally important. The key themes of Kingdom Come book 1 are Idolatry, Identity, Friendship, and Solidarity.

I actually have all of these spelt out in deeper detail at the back of my novel in a special “Author’s Notes” section, and some of these involve spoilers, but I’ll loosely touch on these topics.

Idolatry is, in my opinion, the #1 issue the modern American Christian faces because it is so insidious. Long gone are the idols of golden cows. Instead, we idolize beauty, our phones, our talents, and even our pastors or role models! I noticed some of my colleagues were infinitely more passionate about what specific pastor spoke, or what one specific theologian said, or what the Pope said, over Jesus Christ himself. Liking and looking to these other sources is totally fine, but I wanted to remind people that even good things can become walls between you and God. Identity is a little more obvious, but I wanted to simply highlight the importance of having Jesus as a central part of your personality and how that affects you. The other themes are pretty common amongst most epic adventures (Friendship and Solidarity). I highlight friendship as a powerful gift and I highlight solidarity as a worthy characteristic.

Another key theme is demons themselves. Although my novel is an action novel at heart (where plenty of demons are meant for cool set pieces), I made it a prime goal to identify how real demons operate and what is their end goal. A lot of these ideas are derived from C.S. Lewis’ The Screwtape Letters. Essentially it highlights that a demon’s ultimate goal is to distract you or have you turn from God. It doesn’t matter how they do that. Whether it's through pain, suffering or even pleasure and happiness. If God is no longer your anchor, the demon has won. These ideas are explored in the novel and are a crucial element of the spiritual warfare we face every day.

Sadly, I really cannot say too much without giving a lot of the story away. The novel truly is meant to be experienced more than lectured. I’d highly value anyone’s thoughts after they read it!

Another key element to the story and this is less a theme and more of a literary decision was to make the characters comfortable in their faith. Many stories will have faith in God, or God’s existence, or whatever other related themes as a central conflict in their plot. Mine has none of that. Being demon hunters, my characters are essentially required to already be solid in their faith. They speak about their faith casually, not because they’re trying to preach to each other, but because it is a large part of their life. I tried to make their faiths very natural parts of their identities and not so much as plot devices. Now, this doesn’t mean they don’t struggle with the next layer of questions like “Why is this happening?” “What is the purpose in this?” “Where do I go from here?”, but it all stems from a foundation of being competent believers.

Another literary decision I chose was to keep this based largely in reality. I know. “Uh, Justin doesn’t your story involve demons…?” Well yes. But being Christian I believe demons are very real. Are real demons quite as…present…as the ones in my novel? Probably not. At least not always, and not to the degree I’ve written. But I wanted to recreate a feeling a Christian feels but superimpose it into a supernatural action novel. When life gets hard, and it is impossible to see through the storm, a battalion of angels doesn’t just show up and wipe a clean slate. And often time, not always (I’m a major believer in miracles), God doesn’t step in on the first sign of trouble to make things right. There is often suffering, questioning, doubting, and struggling. But it's from this that Christ shines brightest, it's through this that the Holy Spirit forges a new Christian infinitely stronger than the shell they were before.

I have a list of scriptural references, themes, and other “behind the scenes” stuff in the back of my book with their own dedicated sections! You’ll get a glimpse into my thought process and motivations and the scriptural references many of the ideas in the book were born from. Of course, this isn’t an exhaustive list. God isn’t just a bunch of verses in the Bible, he is a living, active God. Thus, many of the influences come from how His Word has shaped me personally, but that is a little harder to articulate into writing haha.

Justin has also composed a collection of short stories connected to this novel! 

Just released on Amazon is a collection of short stories featured within the Kingdom Come universe. See below to preview or buy. 

DH Database Vol. 1: A collection of Kingdom Come short stories feature the pasts of some side characters, events that couldn’t be detailed in the novel, or just stories within the world I’ve crafted that I felt compelled to tell.

Some stories are meant to evoke strong spiritual responses, others are just funny and goofy.

They will be available for free on my website if you subscribe to my email there! Or you can purchase them in E-book format for $0.99 below or in paperback when released shortly. 


I asked Justin if there was any artwork, graphics or items that make up the Kingdom Come brand. He provided the following: 

DH Logo:

The DH Logo was designed by my friend Benjamin Woods, who is a designer up in Seattle, Washington. He did a lot of research into Vatican symbolism and history to create this logo.

The top part is meant to reflect the design of St. Peter’s Basilica from an eagle’s perspective

The bottom is the two letters DH, which is the name of the organization, short for the Demon Hunters. Simple but pragmatic.

Together they form what appears to resemble a key. Keys were central to Vatican architecture.

Within the top structure is an obvious cross which of course represents the death of Christ and is a central symbol to Christians.

Battle Artwork

This piece was done by Evyn Fong specifically for my novel. It depicts a scene within the book and features one of the main characters, Maria Cassinova.


The artwork, more than anything else, was meant to evoke the atmosphere of the novel. This is an intense novel with epic proportions and serious stakes. I feel she captured that sensation perfectly and I am thrilled at how this art piece turned out. 

The 4 character artwork

This was actually meant to be the original cover. I eventually decided to replace it because it's just simply too busy and is unappealing at initial glance. However, I personally love this art piece as it reflects each of the four main characters in the novel. 

This piece represents Team Joshua, Jason’s (the main character) team. The story primarily follows them.

The artwork reflects each character’s primary weapon (Jason’s cross blades, Maria’s rifle, Rodrick’s swords, and Michael’s Bible). Their roles within the team are better explained in the novel, but I’ll give a brief description of how demon hunting units work in my universe.

Each team is given anywhere between 1-3 hunters and 1 chaplain. The hunters are usually equipped with personalized weapons from Section 12, the R&D department of the DH. The chaplain is responsible for constructing ward arrays, holy barriers derived from scripture, to surround an area so that the demon is locked within a concentrated space. This allows the demon hunters to effectively isolate and eliminate their targets. Chaplains are often vulnerable while maintaining this ward, so there is often someone designated to defend them. 

Justin has provided an excerpt to what is at stake in spiritual warfare:

This is an excerpt from chapter four. It is a conversation between the main character, Jason, and his demon-hunting team’s chaplain, Michael, following a demon hunt in Kansas that shook Jason to his core. The mission was originally meant to be a casual excursion to prove Jason could just follow orders but it turned into a haunting experience where Jason is reminded of what is at stake in this spiritual war.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Start of Excerpt~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Michael took a deep breath and set his things in the front seat next to the driver, who looked especially uncomfortable with the serious conversation.

“Jason, you seemed to have forgotten that we are fighting a war, and perhaps this hunt will open your eyes to that.”

“I know th—”

Michael interrupted. “No, I don’t think you do. People die in wars, especially those that don’t deserve it. Not because they were good or bad, but because they were in the wrong place at the wrong time. Unlike any other war, this one has been waged since creation. When the first stars fell.”

“But that’s why we’re here. Isn’t it? What’s the point of the DH if we can’t stop this? If not us then who?!”

“I don’t know what delusion of us you had, but I hope this has put things in perspective. You may have fantasized yourself the hero, or maybe even Rodrick or Maria. Well, guess what? None of us are; the hero already came. We aren’t saviors Jason, we’re hunters. Hunters that do what we can, take the war to the frontlines so less people become collateral. Make no mistake we’re way over our heads, not because we fancy ourselves powerful, but because we serve a great God that is infinitely more powerful than we can imagine. You feel the loss of those children? Good. As do I. But that was a minuscule snapshot of an extensive battlefield. What of the others?”

Jason was confused. “What others?”

“Children in this town. Nearby cities. This country. How many more are comfortable with their mothers, their fathers. How many experienced today as the best day of their lives? Even now, billions around the globe are coming to know Christ for the first time or are continuing to explore His riches, His joys, His freedoms.”

Jason hung his head. “I didn’t mean to diminish Jesus’—”

Michael cut him off.

“No, I know you didn’t. But you’re young and passionate and quickly lose sight of the grand scheme of the battlefield. Demons are like weeds, if there is soil then they will return. You can cut them down or shell metal into their skin but they’ll always crawl back. They feed off what is already there. Humans are different. Sin is woven into our flesh. Sinful people aren’t content with simply growing in the soil available, they seek to broaden their fields, increase their bounties, and flourish. Sin is insatiable and ruthless. It is a two-front war. Christ has swiftly dealt with one, and he has graciously given us an opportunity to partake in dealing with the other.”

“How have you done this for five years?”

Michael looked at him with tired eyes. “I wonder that myself. This life isn’t easy. Knowing the truth strips you of a simpler life. Once you recognize sin you invite shame. Once you accept Christ you know grace and forgiveness. When those two meet you know sanctification. And once you face your first demon you know responsibility. When you’re caught up in this war there is no going back.”

“Does it ever get easier?”

Michael smiled. “No, but you grow wiser and closer to who Christ wants you to be. It may be foreign to you now, you’re young, but in time you’ll see. When His words take root in your heart, you could be facing the world and you will prevail. Give it time.”

Jason sat still for a few seconds, digesting those words.

“You don’t suppose there is a fast track to maturing is there?”

Michael laughed. “My friend, if you find one, I’d like to know.”

The laugh was contagious. Soon Jason and Michael were wiping tears from their eyes, all their stress released in that shared moment.

“Thanks, Michael. For this.”

“No thanks are needed.”

Michael reached back into the front seat to grab his books. The driver dropped his shoulders, relieved that the intense conversation had died down. Both demon hunters laid back in their seats looking out at the dark as night had fallen some hours ago. Jason tried to erase any memory of that room, but the dry Kansas scenery did nothing to help distract him.

“Hey, Michael?” Jason asked.

Michael looked up from his book, “Hmm?”

“In the house, I fought Mr Jamison more than the demon itself. He was in a trance-like he was possessed. The creature would cling to the ceiling speaking to him in a voice I couldn’t hear. I’ve read about possessions but I’ve never seen one before. Fighting another person…it just felt wrong, even if they were hell-bent on killing me.”

Michael folded his book.

“No, Jason, that was no possession. That was merely a desperate man who fell prey to his own insecurities. Some men can’t stand the thought of a life with suffering, so much so that they would sacrifice anything for the comfort or peace of mind they desire. I believe Mr Jamison thought in his mind he was protecting his daughter from the child eater. He figured himself a hero, maybe even powerful for taming the creature with the victims he kidnapped. Power has a funny way of revealing the worst in our sin.”

“Why didn’t the demon just hunt the children itself?”

“A good question. It has been curious that throughout history the most powerful agents against God do not act on their own. They work through humans. Even the devil’s first strike against God was deceiving Eve. Powerful demons similarly are cunning and nigh invisible. They know any damage they did pale in comparison to sin. So instead they cultivate it. They take roots in communities and treat people like cattle, their own personal sin farms. For sin is the very thing that separates man from his creator. I have a personal theory that demons are jealous of us, of our unique ability to harbor sin, to incubate it. All it takes is a nudge, a gentle push to let a man consume himself. And history has proven that one sinful man can ruin the world.”

“Demons jealous of us, huh? Kind of a disturbing thought. Do you think he at least could have been part of a cult? Or did he just get wrapped up in this one demon’s business?”

“Now that is quite an idea. I do not have a clear answer to give but I did notice something interesting down in the underground room.”

“And what’s that?”

“An altar.”

“I faintly recall something like that down there. Though I tried not to look because of all the…” Jason shuddered. “I’d rather not mention it.”

“Indeed. It was a gruesome scene. I’m sorry you had to witness that.”

“Yeah. Me too.” Jason said while nervously scratching the back of his neck. He’d rather forget the whole mess but his curiosity was piqued. “So…was there anything special about it?”

Michael shuffled through his notes. “It’s difficult to say. All along the edges were inscriptions to a name I hadn’t heard in many years. An old god of the Phoenicians with roots in Egypt and the Levant. By all accounts from the Bible, however, he is simply an ancient demon. Curious, to find Baal worship out here and in this current age.”

“Baal. I’ve read about him. Something about a pillar of fire, right?”

Michael nodded. “Correct. In 1 Kings it tells the story of the prophet Elijah, who confronted the Israelites who turned away from God for this Baal. He challenged Baal’s priests to a test. Both would pray to their gods before a bonfire, and whosever fire was lit had proven themselves a worthy divinity. Of course, the priests of Baal prayed all day to little fruition, but a pillar of flame promptly descended upon Elijah’s. Proving the strength of the one true God.”

“Yeah, I remember now. I can’t recall much else though.”

Michael flipped to the next page. “There are other trace mentions of this demon. In 1 Samuel and Jeremiah for instance, where there is a notable sacrifice of children.”

Jason grimaced. “I just don’t get it. Why? And why here? Of all the demons to turn to.”

“It is odd, I don’t pretend to understand. The Bible gives little screen time to demons in general. Baal is somewhat unique, however, in his repetitive incursions with God’s people. A truly prideful and ambitious demon. Every time the Lord would shut him down he’d always scrawl back up somewhere else, only to be cast down again.”

“Sounds like a real smart dude.”

Michael rubbed his chin. “Demons are funny like that. It doesn’t matter how beaten or battered they are, the most dangerous ones will always come back, with a knock and a smile.” Stuffing away his notebook, Michael retrieved the novel he’d been reading and ran his finger down a page. “This book had a fascinating quote that I think speaks quite keenly of a demon’s nature. If you don’t mind.”

“No, please.”

“A great king rules from within a great castle. But a great demon rules from within a great king. It’s succinct: A demon will do anything to tell you what your sinful nature craves to hear. That you don’t need God or anyone else. That you’re on top, a king. But as we saw with poor Mr Jamison tonight, you just swap chains to a new taskmaster.”

By a ray of passing moonlight, Jason caught the uncanny title of Michael’s book and felt his stomach churn. In large bold cursive was written Man’s Curse across the blue cover with the picture of a naked man being led on a leash by a small imp.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~End of Excerpt~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

You can find Justin here: 

Website: Kingdom Come Series (will be up soon, I was going to release it closer to my book release)

Wordpress = (similarly coming when the website and paperback is released)

Facebook

He will also be submitting posts at To Make A Kingdom at tumblr.com

If you have liked what you have read here and want to preview more of this novel or buy Kingdom Come or DH Database Vol. 1: A collection of Kingdom Come short stories click on the BUY/PREVIEW icons on the book images above. 

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Sunday, 10 December 2017

Army of God by Dennis Bailey



One of the most beloved and enduring stories of all time . . .

One of the most recognizable characters in history . . .

A plot by a rival to kill Noah and his family is thwarted by a beautiful young woman, who joins them as they flee the ancient Biblical city of Eden. A year later, the Lord reveals His plan to destroy the earth by flood and commands Noah to build an ark. Only the news is met with scepticism and opposition from members of his own family. Eventually, word of the ark reaches Eden, prompting the rival to send an army of five thousand men to destroy it.

However, Noah has an army of his own.

Action, adventure, and suspense combine with the Biblical account of Noah’s Ark to create a heart-pounding page-turner that will stay with you long after the flood waters have receded.

"It is Noah's Ark meets Game of Thrones, unique and surprising." - Rowena Kuo, Award winning editor and publisher.

The Guru's Review: 

I love novels that deal with the Biblical flood and Noah's Ark. When I discovered Army of God by Dennis Bailey on Facebook, I knew I had to read this novel. Being a debut novel was also a bonus as I love encouraging new authors. I did this by offering to review this novel and having him as a guest blogger on this blog where he provided background to the novel, his reasons for writing it and more on this speculative plot line. 

The reviews so far are very encouraging, all 5 star. Now having read this, I agree with those reviewers. I thoroughly enjoyed this novel. Not just due to the biblical account and Bailey's depiction of it, which is imaginative, but specifically his inclusion of a unique speculative plotline, that the animals that God sent to be included in the Ark defend it against those whose seek to thwart Noah's attempt to build the Ark. I found this to be a brilliant idea and added to my decision that I had to read this novel to explore this concept. I then discovered that this was not just Bailey's idea, he discovered as he researched this novel, that this speculative element had been documented in the past. This evidence is found listed by the author at the end of the novel for those who want to investigate further. When he discovered this, he must have thought that "great minds think alike!" to quote a familiar idiom.

I do agree with him in relation to this speculative plot line that as he quotes in the guest post on my blog, 
Now I know what some of you purists are thinking, “How does a novel that purports to adhere to the Bible include as part of its storyline a premise about the animals defending the ark?” My answer is that just because it wasn’t recorded doesn’t mean it couldn’t have happened. Lest we forget, Noah’s entire one hundred-plus year ordeal is condensed into four short chapters (Genesis 6-9) of Scripture. Undoubtedly, numerous details of events that occurred during this period were never documented, meaning that we must turn to other supplemental sources to fill in the blanks.
In this case, you may be surprised to learn that several ancient Hebrew texts reference a confrontation where a group of people trying to break into the ark were destroyed by the animals that surrounded it. And while the details of such a struggle are not recorded as part of the Biblical record, the Scriptures are rife with examples of how God called to service members of His animal kingdom. Students of the Bible will remember how He commanded armies of frogs, lice, and flies to afflict the Egyptians preceding the Exodus, shut the mouths of lions to spare His servant Daniel, and sent the great fish to keep Jonah from fleeing to Tarshish.
Now if the Lord could use those creatures, I didn’t consider it heresy to suggest that the animals identified in Genesis 6 could have been organized to form an army capable of protecting the ark.
Of course, all this is mere conjecture, offered as background to support the premise of a fictional story. On the other hand, I hope the reader will allow their imagination to consider the possibilities this story proposes, recognizing the awesome power of God and His ability to use the whole of His creation to help exercise His will.
I loved how Bailey has developed this in the plot. The biblical account just says that the animals arrived at the Ark obviously before the Flood. But Bailey has used some very clever poetic licence to show how and when these animals arrived and what they did before entering the Ark. I won't spoil it for readers of this review but Bailey's account of this adds strength and depth to the plot as well as keeping the reader engaged and curious to find out more.

The situation that develops where the animals defend the ark is a brilliant piece of writing and I was totally engrossed in this as it played out in my mind. So engrossed that I nearly missed my train stop on the way to work!! This same segment would make a great piece of movie making! The computer-generated imagery artists would have a great time creating this action sequence. However, this whole story would translate well into a movie if kept to the novel's storyline! It would definitely show how ridiculous the recent remake of the same movie starring Russel Crowe was and how the poetic licence used by Bailey does not detract from the Biblical record but actually promote it. I mentioned to the author about the animals defending the Ark segment and he agrees with me, it would translate well to the movie format!

To just have a novel outlining the story behind Noah and his construction of the Ark would possibly be a comprehensive and somewhat tedious read, but Bailey has not done this. This novel does not solely concentrate on the specifics of the Ark's construction, apart from the biblical description, but of the circumstances surrounding this. It includes the command from Yah (God) and His reasons for the destruction of the earth by a global flood, the evilness of mankind and His judgement of them via the Flood. To break up the narrative of Noah and his construction of the Ark, he has an alternating plot line showing the corruptness and evilness of mankind portrayed through the government leaders of Eden and that of Enoch (the city, not the son of Cain). Bailey switches from the storyline of Noah and the construction of the Ark to the leader of the city of Eden, Malluch, and his longtime friend and army commander, Shechem and their corruptness in making Eden the most prosperous fortified city with an invincible army. 

Obviously, Christians will feel endeared to Noah and his family, and Bailey is very good at the characterisations of these characters. He shines here too in how readers will feel sympathy and compassion for Shechem who doubts and questions the integrity of Malluch and his evil ways and rule. I expected Shechem to become reconciled to Yah in this novel or even to at least leave his post as Commander of the Eden Army and dissociate himself from Malluch. He showed more integrity than Malluch or Bohar. Towards the end of the novel, Bailey has Shechem considering the truth of what Noah has said about the coming Flood not being a myth and it is hinted that the faith in Yah from his youth may be the truth and for him to reconsider his relationship with Yah. Did he reconcile with Yah before he drowned? Bailey gives a hint but it is left up to the reader to determine. 

I feel most readers will despise Malluch and Bohar. I especially disliked Bohar and his behaviour towards women and the human race in general for that matter. The acceptance of this behaviour by Shechem and Malluch just shows that all these three were as corrupt as each other, and deceptive as well. Bailey uses this to show what level of evilness mankind had stooped to in their fallen state that caused Yah to pass judgement on mankind through the flood. 

While reading this novel, I was expecting Bailey to included two major controversial issues regarding Noah and the Ark. Most other novels I have read on this subject include on these two issues so I was expecting Bailey to do the same. The issues are: 

-when did it first rain, either before the Flood or at the Flood, 
-was the evilness of mankind the only reason God flooded the earth to eradicate him? 

I grew up in Church being taught that rain fell from the sky only at the time of the Flood due to the water vapour/firmament breaking and this provided the rain. Prior to this, there was a mist of water vapour that rose up from the earth that hydrated the vegetation as no rain had fallen at that stage. 

When I come up with issues like these two, I usually contact the author and ask him/her why they developed the novel like they did in relation to these issues. Nowadays with the Internet, it is easier to do so. I contacted Bailey today and asked him about the rain issue and he directed me to his blog where he outlines more of this and his reasoning on the issue and his research. It is very compelling. I reference them here: 


While reading this novel, I found this on my Facebook feed from Answers In Genesis which has similar and compelling details outlined by Bailey: 


I am now convinced that my teaching while growing up was incorrect. I applaud Bailey and others who use their investigative mind to provide the answers from logic and reason and reliable documentation to arrive at the truth of these not so clear details in the Bible and controversy initiated from Christians and non-Christians. In Bailey's case this is not just from his probing mind but as stated in his guest blogger post: 
Dennis Bailey is retired police detective, sex crimes investigator, and devoted researcher of the Word of God. His experience in the criminal justice system gives him a unique insight into the workings of the perverse criminal mind. Combined with his investigative and analytical skills, he uses this knowledge to search the Scriptures for personalities from which to create unforgettable characters and storylines.
The other issue relates to the Nephilim mentioned in Genesis 6:4
4 The Nephilim were on the earth in those days, as well as later, when the sons of God slept with the daughters of other humans and had children by them. These children were famous long ago. Genesis 6:4 GOD’S WORD Translation (GW) 
Many Christian apologetics and researchers believe Noah's lineage were unaffected genetically by the sons of God (fallen angels) having sexual relations with human women and this was another reason God chose Noah, as well as the fact he and his family found favour with God due to his integrity: 
9 These are the family records of Noah. Noah was a righteous man, blameless among his contemporaries; Noah walked with God.Genesis 6:9 Holman Christian Standard Bible 
There is no mention by Bailey of the Nephilim and what I have outlined above. As I continued to read, I found out why. Bailey has kept very close to the Biblical record in this story. As he states in the guest post on my blog,
It is an effort to bring to life the characters of Noah’s time in a suspense-filled, action-packed adventure while maintaining full fidelity to the Scriptures.
He is very successful at this in this novel. He also wanted to honour God by constructing his novel this way and that is definitely what the Christian reader picks up while reading this. 

The Bible does not state that the Nephilim issue was a specific reason for flooding the earth. Some apologists believe this is hinted at where the Bible says that he found favour with God and was blameless or faultless means his genes and those of his lineage were not tainted by the mixing of genes from the fallen angels through sexual relations.

I am very impressed with this novel, Bailey's construction of it and love his desire to honour the Scriptures and of course, God. I guess this just goes to show that doing it this way still means that a story can be told that is engaging, engrossing, entertaining and educates the reader in the ways of God while pointing the reader to Him. His use of poetic licence supports this while providing a solid cohesion to the plot line.

I find Army of God a very impressive debut novel and readers can expect much more from this author. He has a successful future as novelist and one who is devoted to serving God in this platform and be used to Him to expound on His Word and in His Ways. 

Highly Recommended. 

World building 5/5

Characters 5/5

Spiritual level 4/5

Story 5/5


Spiritual Enemy Level N/A

Average 4.5/5 but as a whole 5/5! 

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Friday, 1 December 2017

Guest Blogger: Crystal Mary Lindsey, Spiritual Warfare and her new novel, Spirit Warrior

Today, I welcome author Crystal Mary Lindsey, author of Christian fiction and non-fiction. I first came across Crystal when I saw her latest novel, Spirit Warrior: Fighting the Realms of Darkness, (to be released on 5th December) advertised on Facebook. I was impressed with the description and the genre of spiritual warfare which I love to read.

I then listened to her being interviewed by Helen Brown on Cooloola Christian Radio and was impressed with her passion for Christian fiction, love of writing and dedication to following the bible as a way of life and practising spiritual warfare as being one of its disciplines. She also talks about this new novel. I wanted to hear more from her about this novel and her attitude towards spiritual warfare, so I offered her this guest post. 

So sit back and let Crystal talk about spiritual warfare and her new novel, Spirit Warrior. 

Thank you for requesting this interview Peter, it is much appreciated.

I was born in New South Wales, Australia, the second youngest of five children. 

With a surname of White and arriving three days before Christmas, my mother felt Crystal Mary was an appropriate name. It is surprising how many people call me Mary, supposing I tacked the Crystal on the front myself, LOL! 

I was a dreamy child who isolated out in the paddocks of our farm, laying in the grass looking at the clouds and crying to myself. I desired to be in the sky, not on earth. There was no understanding of why I felt like this, except at night I often dreamt about flying with ease through space. I do believe that we are spirits in heaven prior to our birth and perhaps I desired to be back there. (Jeremiah 1:5) “Before I formed you in the womb I knew you.”


I have written about many of my spiritual experiences in the story “Abuse Beaten: From Victim to Victor” Yes I came through about thirty years of domestic violence. During those years when home alone at night and with my children in bed asleep, I studied the Bible. Reading was escapism, and my first inspirational Christian romance by Janette Oke led me to a world of kindness and happiness which I lacked in my own. 

There was never any thought of my becoming a writer. However, my life has always been an active one so when I was forced to retire from nursing at sixty-three as the result of accident boredom struck. Having ever lived in my many dreams my son introduced me to blogging, and from there I wrote my first book.

Spirit Warrior is my tenth book, and eighth inspirational, Christian romance. It comes from my own experiences. I have seen and smelt demons. I have also seen an occasional flash of angels, heard them talking and smelt the beautiful perfume that surrounds them.

Since becoming a Christian author, I have come under spiritual attack, and it’s been so constant that many of my friends find it unbelievable. Jesus himself knew that the only way to defeat the devil was by the Word of God. “It is written, man shall not live by bread alone but by every word that proceeds from the Father.” Matthew 4:4

I use many scriptures all day and before I retire at night, to defeat the evil one. 

2 Corinthians 10:4 “For the weapons of our (my) warfare are not carnal but mighty in God for pulling down strongholds." 

Ephesians 6:12 “For we (I) do not wrestle against flesh and blood, but against principalities, against powers, against the rulers of the darkness of this age, against spiritual hosts of wickedness in the heavenly places.” 

Lastly, I finish with, 1John 4:4 “Greater is he who is in me (Jesus) than he who is in the world.” I often say the Lord’s Prayer and the 23rd Psalm as well as John 3:16.

So due to my own experiences, I am hoping that through my new book people will come to have a better understanding that satan in behind havoc and chaos. It is not my intention to frighten anyone, and that’s why I also wanted to share the beauty and safety of knowing Jesus. God loves us by sending his angels to fight the powers of darkness in the spiritual realm. We just don’t know how often be are protected from harm.

Lastly, God has not given us a SPIRIT of FEAR! He only gives us GOOD SPIRITS with the HOLY SPIRIT being the greatest of all: 

2 Timothy 1:7 For God has not given us a spirit of fear, but of power and of love and of a sound mind.

AND.. “If God is for us, who can be against us?” Romans 8:31.

I don’t believe that I am the finest writer, but I do know that my stories are God inspired. 

Example of Books on this subject:

Read about a Pastors experience with angels and demons: Angels on Assignment by Roland Buck  

And a woman who angels often helped: The Shaping of an Apostle by June Newman Davis

We are all given gifts from God, and they are not to be wasted but used for his glory. Read 1 Corinthians 12.

To further pique your interest in this novel, here is the description of Spirit Warrior: 

Very few can see into the spiritual realm of good and evil. 

Serenity Charles is a young woman given that special gift of spiritual vision. With it, she commits to fight off the powers of wickedness.

Her spiritual eyes are open to see evil deceit, and she observes demons that live within humans causing destructive behavior.

Wearing a sacred armor, Serenity (Rena), goes into battle to protect those who the demons would coldly harm or annihilate. With her shield she is protected from their flaming darts while using her sword of the Word, she cuts them asunder sending them screaming away in panic. 

Three of Gods Waring Angels, Avigdor, Ariel, and Akim, are her guardians and collaborators, supporting her to accomplish a victory. 

Aiden Baker, a mining boss, meets and is apparently taken by Rena’s beauty. He fights his attraction for her by either ignoring or voicing his reluctance to pursue a promising relationship. Will this angry man remain stubborn or will he chase Rena when she leaves town to return to her birthplace? 

This supernatural story takes place in an Australian Outback town during the wild roaring twenties. A time marked by happiness, that often lacked respect and morals. Iniquity prospered primarily in the goldfields where the hunger to get rich quickly – thrived over honesty

Crystal has included some sample chapters of Spirit Warrior to whet your appetite: 

Chapter 1
1922


On a dreary September night, dark and stormy, illuminating flashes of lightning through gaps in her heavy bedroom curtains, Rena lay huddled in her bed. Would it be safe to escape from this house tonight? She’d planned it carefully for days, all but the ferocious weather.

Her packed bag sat in the trunk of her grandmother’s automobile, hidden away in the shed out back of the house. Tears came to Rena’s eyes remembering the love they’d shared on every occasion, and now there was to be no more of those happy times. Her grandmother in an illustration of words would have said she had gone to glory to reunite with the love of her life, her Evan.

Even though only sixteen at the time of her granddad death, Grandma Annie insisted Rena learn to drive their motorcar.

“You just never know Rena. In an emergency it’s wise to know as much as you can,” Grandma’s blue eyes twinkled as she spoke those words and of course she always knew best.

Rena smiled remembering how fast she’d driven over the furrowed ruts on Grandma’s land when first taking control of the wheel. They both laughed each time they bounced up and down on those springy seats. She learned to operate that car and to navigate it well, under Grandma’s, sometimes hilarious instructions.

Since Grandma Annie’s death last week and the funeral today, Rena kept the fact that she was able to drive a secret from her mother and stepfather. Not many people owned a motorcar, and even less understood how to operate one. Not even her stepfather Colin knew how, so they arrived back home by Pioneer touring bus.

“Be as wise as a serpent and as harmless as a dove in everything you do and say,” Grandma always advised her. “And I mean that especially when dealing with your mother,” she emphasized.

Rena wasn’t quite sure why she hadn’t told her mother about the automobile or that she could drive. Now she understood the wisdom of her grandmother’s words. They were spoken to protect her against being taken advantage of by the self-seeking Shirley.

The last time Rena’s mother Shirley visited, Rena was very young, likely around seven years old. Shirley hadn’t remained long, only coming to whine for money. After receiving five pounds, she gave her mother a nasty look and flounced from the house. There were no words of goodbye or a kiss of endearment. No thank you for the money, nothing except her retreating figure.

Rena remembered staring at her in bewildered hurt. She recalled her grandmother looking at her with sad eyes, then opening her arms wide as she welcomed the little girl to her embraced.

“It’s a good thing granddad wasn’t at home today; he’d have taken his belt to her. He always tells me I spoilt her; I can now see how right he is.”

Three years later when grandfather fell off the roof and died, Shirley hadn’t come to the funeral. A telegram arrived, with the wording brief and to the point. ‘We never got along in life so why should I waste my time and money on his death!’

Grandma stared at that piece of paper for ages before tearing it up and throwing it into the fire. “Come on little lady,” she reached for Rena’s hand, “we have a funeral to go to, and we want Granddad to have a wonderful send off don’t we.”

A circuit preacher spoke at the graveside, and the many who travelled miles to show respect sang hymns before walking over to the little community hall and the food prepared by the town ladies. Everyone loved Grandma Annie for her caring nature and helpful spirit. She was the town healer with her herbs and ointments that treated everything, from a headache to food poisoning. Her granddaughter felt extremely proud to be her student learning those talents.

Grandma never talked about having a faith - that was something you kept to yourself she felt. A wonderful picture of Jesus on the sitting room wall said it all with the words beneath. ‘Come unto me all who are laden and heavy burdened and I will give you rest.’

Another beautiful picture of Jesus with little children gathered around him hung on Rena’s bedroom wall as a reminder that she was never alone. The inscription on that one read. ‘Trust in the Lord with all your heart and lean not on your own understanding.’ These were strange words to Rena. However she felt it disrespectful to ask their meaning, so never did.

• • • •

With the storm raging overhead it was hard to hear if the two, her mother Shirley and stepdad Colin were now in bed? Their time since the burial and reading of the Will that day was spent drinking themselves into a stupor. Music played on the radiogram with drunken laughter aplenty as if it was party time. There was no displaying of remorse for the deceased family member.

There were plenty of mean remarks directed at Rena from her mother upon learning her daughter inherited all of her grandmother’s possessions. What did Shirley expect? She’d deserted Rena and left her for her parents to rear soon after the birth. Her grandmother named the little one, Serenity Grace Charles. Serenity is an unusual name but one her grandmother read in a nice story.

Granddad thought it was too fancy to get his tongue around and shortened it to Rena, which stuck. There was no one else at the country school with her name, so to her, it was special.

No! Her mother Shirley was a person who only cared about herself. She didn’t even show up when her parents learned of her brother, David, killed in the war at Gallipoli in Turkey. Her parents were left to mourn his death alone. Rena’s memory floated back to that time. Her grandfather almost suffered a heart attack from the shock, and her grandmother cried so much and then barely spoke for months.

What a lot of memories lived stored in Rena’s head, some beautiful and others horrible, yet she supposed now at nineteen years of age that it was just life. It was always best to leave the bad where they belonged, in the past.

Rena was brought back to the present time and out of her reminiscing when the light shining under her bedroom door went out. She held her breath hoping there’d be no repeat of last night when HE, wandered into her room. Thankfully, Rex, her large German shepherd began sleeping on the floor nearby. He was likely fearful she’d disappear as grandma did. Being a good guard dog, he growled making Colin retreat, swearing under his breath.

Animals sensed evil people and Rex didn’t like either of the two new noisy visitors who invaded his boundary.

Now with the light turned off Rena watched her door pretending to be asleep as the knob silently turned and the door slowly opened. She knew Colin couldn’t see her eyes peeping through slightly open lids, yet she saw his shadowy body sneaking on tiptoes into her room.

Where was Rex? At the thought of his name the dog growled and pounced throwing Colin off balance and onto his back on the floor.

Rena sat up in bed. “What are you doing in here Colin?” she spoke aloud, pretending to have jumped awake with the noise.

“Nothing,” he mumbled, “got mixed up with the rooms.” He was rubbing his arm where Rex grabbed him. “Lucky that mutt didn’t do bad damage or I’d bury him tomorrow.”Slurred words of warning spoken as he turned and retreated out of her room.

Rena got his message loud and clear. It wasn’t safe for either Rex of her in this house any longer. Since she wasn’t twenty-one, she couldn’t evict them. But she could disappear, and so could her pet. How long to wait? She guessed two hours should do it and by then both of these unwanted visitors would be snoring loudly.

All of her life Rena had seen into the spirit world. It wasn’t something that happened at will; it just happened at unknown moments. It never frightened her as Grandma once explained that it was a gift that some received from God. She named it the discernment of spirits, saying that Rena was special to receive it.

“Never waste such a gift Rena, and don’t try to turn it into something for your advantage. When you are older, we will talk more on this,” yet their talk never eventuated because Grandma left before it could.


Chapter 2
Angelic Guides


Rena pondered now on her unworldly sight of Colin’s presence entering her room. His thick body shone with a furious red light in the dark; his face betrayed a repugnant and vindictive self. She had sensed him to be an evil man, and since shown his true spirit, it proved her right. He was not someone she wished to be in association.

Much later with the drumming down of heavy rain, Rena crept out of bed. She was fully dressed beneath the covers, and now her pillows got stuffed under them, resembling a figure in steadfast asleep.

Those two special pictures of Jesus were going with her, and so was her bodyguard Rex. Wearing boots, a raincoat, and her umbrella she was ready to leave, and let herself silently out of the back door.

Thankful now for the undercover sound of the rain, she opened the old shed door to expose the automobile. Settling herself and Rex and all else inside she drove out, going back to close and bolt the door after her. By the time daylight came, she would be long gone, and the rain would have washed away any evidence of how.

Grandma left her well provided for, as a healer with herbs and saving carefully over the years; she showed Rena the hiding place of her money - should it be needed.

“I just feel I need to do this for you my sweet girl,” Grandma said and led the way to the rear of the automobile shed. An old tub Granddad once used to grow his tobacco was the hiding place. Reaching between it and the shed she pulled out a tin, rusted and very old.

“Your grandfather and I have kept this here for years; it’s our emergency money. We have never taken much from it, and with my herb business doing so well, there is a nice nest egg if ever it’s needed for a rainy day.”

As though it was yesterday, Rena could see in her mind Grandma’s firm tanned hand opening the tin and lifting out a pile of notes. Rena couldn’t believe her eyes; surely there were hundreds of pounds all in five, ten, and twenty-pound notes.

“Why are you showing me this Grandma? Why do I need to know?”

Grandma smiled knowingly and considered before answering. “Life can be strange Rena, and I want you to know that if need be, this is yours.” Closing the tin and returning it to its hiding place, her grandmother had hugged her close standing silently and contemplating without a word, before taking hold of Rena’s hand and walking back to the house.

“Now… let’s go and have a nice cup of tea and some of that rhubarb pie.

Rena almost felt her grandma’s presence as she collected that box before heading off in the rain that night. Knowing it unsafe to keep money in one place she’d carefully separated the bundle into three before leaving. Some placed under clothes in her case, some in a secret pocket inside her corset and the other inside a broken part of the seat where Rex sat. Unlike her grandparents, Rena believed in the safety of banks and knew most of this was for a deposit when she arrived at her destination.

Her mind lingered on all that she had heard and read about the bustling outback gold town of Kalgoorlie, it was a long way off, but where she felt led to be.

“What do you think Rex?” she spoke out loud now, “will we make it?”

The rain never let up for a moment. Trying to see and keep on the road soon became hazardous. The wheels slid all over as solid dirt disappeared into muddy sludge.

Miles from the tarred highway Rena finally gave in to her tears. Would the motorcar get bogged and stranded on this lonely road? No one with sense ever wandered off in weather like this, and here she was in the dark with no way of driving safely.

“Help me, please help me,” she cried out. To whom she had no real idea. Perhaps Jesus from those pictures, and the same one who loved her in Sunday school. Would he hear? With tears running down her face she drove at a crawl feeling alone and fearful.

A flash of what she thought was lightning lit up her vehicle and the road in front. With quick reflexes, her foot automatically pressed the brake.

Illuminated by that light and staring at her through the windscreen stood an enormous angel. Rena felt no fear of him only stunned surprise.

To no longer be alone on this deserted road and with this huge angel in front of her vehicle, she felt safer. She noticed two other angels standing on either side of her motor. “Thank you, Jesus,” she whispered.

Rena’s heart calmed down its torment as the feeling of protection penetrated. She calmly understood to continue driving. The miles passed with the front angel light up the road well ahead with his guidance. Either side of the vehicle the two angels could be seen holding her motor in position on the mud-covered surface.

With a heartfelt sigh of relief - the solid bitumen road came into view. Rena smiled knowing she could safely continue on her way. With this knowledge, it was no surprise to see her angels disappear gradually from view. She felt they still accompanied her, but as invisible spirits, she need no longer physically see.

• • • •

With relief after four days on the road and sleeps in strange hotels, Rena drove into the town of Kalgoorlie.

What a surprise to see flocks of people in this developed town. It was more fantastic than what she’d understood.

Where she came from everyone wore work clothes yet here, many of the women dressed in the latest fashion, with beautiful hats and gowns. The men accompanying them wore suits. It was a strange mixture of working-class men carrying heavy loads and others jostling horse-drawn wagons while the rich paraded in their finery.

Some of the latest fancy automobiles lined the street along with the occasional horse or buggy. Some people turned to look at her drive by, but mostly they kept busy with their concerns. Mothers pushed prams along the path in front of shops; women strolled with umbrellas held up against the hot sun.

Rena felt tired hungry and dirty. She wanted to eat and get a hot bath and Rex also needed to eat. Parking outside the Grand Hotel and leaving the motors windows down for Rex, she walked along the footpath and into the hotel reception. Many people crowded the entry vainly trying to get service. A man with a bushy moustache loudly announced there were no more vacancies for the night. Voices rose in annoyance. Many had waited for ages before hearing the bad news. Rena was unprepared to learn that she too, would be bed-less.

“What will I do now?”

One little lady standing to the side watching everyone approached Rena and spoke in a low voice. “I have a room to rent at my home if you are looking for accommodation. I only like to take in single decent ladies. You are by yourself aren’t you Miss?”

“Yes I am, oh but I do have a dog, would he be welcome also.”

This lady thought for a moment. “I don’t have my little dog any longer, but if you take care of him, I suppose it will be fine. The names Baker, Mrs Eunice Baker, I’m a widow, and that’s why I only want a single lady sharing with me.”

Rena looked into kind eyes taking in Mrs Baker’s appearance. She wore a white blouse to the neck with a cameo broach nestled in a little white frilly lace. Her navy skirt was clean but well worn; a little hat perched on her head of white hair was also navy with a small navy bird sitting on top. Rena almost laughed as it looked quite comical.

The lady stood patiently waiting for an answer, So Rena quickly made up her mind; she felt she could look for something else tomorrow if it weren't suitable.

“Thank you Mrs Baker; I will accept your offer then, will there be just the two of us plus Rex?”

“Rex?” the lady stiffened.

“Rex is my dog,” Rena explained, “and I am Rena Grace Charles, very hungry and tired after a long journey. She confessed, “I’m simply dying for a hot cup of tea. Is there somewhere to get that around here?” She added.

“Of course my dear, there’s a little tea shop just a few doors up, lets both go I could do with some refreshments myself.”

Seated waiting for their tea and cake Mrs Baker filled Rena in on the cost of her lodgings with meals. “I may not always prepare a meal, but when I’m not at home you can cook for yourself, there will be plenty of food to choose from as my cupboards are never bare.”

There was plenty to talk about, Mrs Baker filling her in on the town news. Finished the refreshments, Rena gathered a piece of cake to give Rex then followed her new landlady outside.

“This is my buggy Rena, and where is your motor?” She looked around wondering.

“It’s that green one a few down,” Rena nodded her head in the direction. “I can follow slowly behind you if that’s okay?”

Without an answer, only a nod Mrs Baker walked quickly off, so Rena assumed it was. 

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Thank you, Crystal, for describing more of your new novel and knowledge of spiritual warfare. I am looking forward to reading Spirit Warrior. May God use your novel to reinforce that we are living in a spiritual war and that we have the victory over this through Christ's victory on the Cross and can use the spiritual armour He has given us.