MyrelationshipwithGodhasneverbeensimple.Ihavedoubted,fought,andwalkedawaymoretimesthanIcancount.ButGodhasneverbeenthekindtokeepscore.Hestays—andcallsyouforwardanyway.
MyrelationshipwithGodhasneverbeensimple.Ihavedoubted,fought,andwalkedawaymoretimesthanIcancount.ButGodhasneverbeenthekindtokeepscore.Hestays—andcallsyouforwardanyway.
TheBoyandtheCrownbeganasajournal—poemswrittenfarfromhome,tryingtomakesenseofwhatitmeanstobelieveinsomethingbiggerthanyourownunderstanding.ItstartedwithaquestionIcouldn'tputdown:amItheauthorofmylife,oramIlivinginsidesomeoneelse'sdesign?
TheBoyandtheCrownbeganasajournal—poemswrittenfarfromhome,tryingtomakesenseofwhatitmeanstobelieveinsomethingbiggerthanyourownunderstanding.ItstartedwithaquestionIcouldn'tputdown:amItheauthorofmylife,oramIlivinginsidesomeoneelse'sdesign?
SoIgavethatquestiontoaboywhosurrendershischildhoodtowalkthepathhebelievesGodlaidforhim.ThroughhimIcametounderstandtheversionsofmyselfI'dbecome—andthequestionIkeepcircling:whenyoufinallyarrive,isthepersonwhodreameditstilltheretoreceiveit?
Iamstillwritingtowardtheanswer.
SoIgavethatquestiontoaboywhosurrendershischildhoodtowalkthepathhebelievesGodlaidforhim.ThroughhimIcametounderstandtheversionsofmyselfI'dbecome—andthequestionIkeepcircling:whenyoufinallyarrive,isthepersonwhodreameditstilltheretoreceiveit?
SoIgavethatquestiontoaboywhosurrendershischildhoodtowalkthepathhebelievesGodlaidforhim.ThroughhimIcametounderstandtheversionsofmyselfI'dbecome—andthequestionIkeepcircling:whenyoufinallyarrive,isthepersonwhodreameditstilltheretoreceiveit?
Iamstillwritingtowardtheanswer.
MyrelationshipwithGodhasneverbeensimple.Ihavedoubted,fought,andwalkedawaymoretimesthanIcancount.ButGodhasneverbeenthekindtokeepscore.Hestays—andcallsyouforwardanyway.
SoIgavethatquestiontoaboywhosurrendershischildhoodtowalkthepathhebelievesGodlaidforhim.ThroughhimIcametounderstandtheversionsofmyselfI'dbecome—andthequestionIkeepcircling:
whenyoufinallyarrive,isthepersonwhodreameditstilltheretoreceiveit?
Iamstillwritingtowardtheanswer.
TheBoyandtheCrownbeganasajournal—poemswrittenfarfromhome,tryingtomakesenseofwhatitmeanstobelieveinsomethingbiggerthanyourownunderstanding.ItstartedwithaquestionIcouldn'tputdown:
amItheauthorofmylife,oramIlivinginsidesomeoneelse'sdesign?

PROLOGUE

The Voice

I. SIXTEEN

Who I Am, What I Am

II. THE CALLING

Apple Blossom

III. THE WAR

Grasshopper

IV. THE CROWN

The Tithe

V. THE SILENCE

I Gave It Permission

VI. REDEMPTION

To Die Is But To Live Again

VII. HOMECOMING

Beyond the Field