For as long as I can remember, I had this sense that there was more to life and that I had to fulfill some kind of purpose, a destiny that was so much greater than me, but it didn’t begin like that. I wasn’t always conscious of having “a calling.” It began with a profound need to understand reality, and with questions about what all of this was, and why. I spent years sifting through books, sacred texts, articles, and more, seeking to penetrate the mystery of reality - to find truth and get answers to my questions. With so many answers everywhere all claiming to be “true,” it begged the question: “what is the highest truth?”

Even after I had finally discovered God, I still couldn’t get any clear answers on what I was supposed to do, why it felt like I was meant to do something significant and meaningful with my life. It’s not that I felt I wanted to do something, I felt I had to, like there was no option. There were times when I thought I had found it, was sure I had, only to find out that there was more to the story than I knew. I continued seeking Him and asking Him, and eventually I got to a point where there was actually an answer, I received my first rhema. and it was “You are in a season of preparation.”

Well that’s a big help!! For what!? What am I supposed to do? No answer. Another couple years passed and I received another rhema. I had taken a ride up to the salt river, out near the mountains, and while I was praying and asking the Lord what He wanted me to do, what my destiny was, I got this:
“Your life is your destiny. It’s the story of your life. And it’s not what you do. It’s what I did, in your life, as you sought Me. And I’m just getting started.”

That leveled me. I had never considered it like that before. All these years I had pridefully thought that I had some destiny to fulfill. But that destiny was just to tell the story of what God did in my life, everything that happened in my life as a result of seeking truth, from the beginning as an atheist, through science, to agnosticism, the occult, and all the way to meeting an angel, joining a cult, and everything in between. All of it led to the moments in which I finally wrote it all into a book, the story of my life, along with two other books, consisting of everything I’d learned while living that story, and a set of principles I found to be worth living by, while in that story.

This is that story.