In the nail-biting, edge-of-your-seat styles of Ted Dekker and Frank Peretti! Could there be more than meets the eye in the handsome and charming Gage who has won over Heather's friend, Jillian? Sixteen-year-old Heather is a girl who just wants to fit in and have fun. But one night of breaking the rules sets into motion a terrifying series of events that launches her into a mystery that has at its heart an ancient evil. Pulled into a world of darkness and fear that will nearly destroy her, her family, and her faith, can light yet overcome the darkness? What people are saying about Crimson Harvest: "Wow... Expertly written." "Crimson Harvest is a fascinating work...." "The plot is well thought out and riveting dialogue sets the scene...." "This is a powerful read."
Thom Mollohan is an author, speaker, writer, teacher, pastor (of a wonderful family of Believers in Pathway Community Church!), former campus minister, previous church planter… blah, blah, blah. What he is especially proud of being, however, is a father to four awesome kids and a husband to an amazing woman! What he is most unworthy of being called is that of child and servant of God (Ephesians 3:8). Thom is the author of THE FAIRY TALE PARABLES (Classic Fairy Tales Pointing to God's Love and Truth), CRIMSON HARVEST (a Christian thriller novel on the power of God’s grace to overcome darkness), and A HEART AT HOME WITH GOD (a collection of "kingdom of God lessons" learned in the context of family life.
To one who has had plenty of examples of untrustworthy people, faith (as in placing one's trust in another) seems unreasonable, risky, and potentially suicidal.
To place one's faith in Someone Who can't be seen with physical eyes, the difficulty can be exponentially greater!
Still, that's what God requires of us... to trust Him. As we do so, as we learn His heart and mind from the testimony of His Word, we ultimately find that there is no "trustworthiness" like His.
That's why Jesus name is "Faithful and True" (Revelation 19:11).
Music began to play softly. He looked up and saw that a small group of musicians had gathered on the platform to one side. One was on the keyboard, two with guitars, one on drums, and one playing a flute (or something like it: Kevin had never learned the difference in those kinds of instruments). He sighed quietly and resolved that he would endure the service. The songs and the prayers were mostly lost on him. Even the skits that some of their young people performed, although amusing, still spoke to things that he could not quite comprehend, let alone appreciate. Faith as an essential ingredient to practical living left him out of his reckoning. “Trusting God? With everyday things?” he thought as they concluded one skit. “Seems pretty fanatical to me.”