This is a project I initiated about a year ago. I was delighted to recruit some incredible Christian fiction authors for this. And last night, I submitted the anthology to the U.S. Library of Congress for copyright.

This will be a self-published indie book and each of its stories are powerful. The Lord inspired this project and He has blessed it every step of the way! So, the wait is over.

Coming soon! This is a book trailer for Choosing Life: A Pro-Life Anthology with stories by H.A. Pruitt, Parker J. Cole, Lauren Smyth, Joanna White, and Allen Steadham.

All proceeds from this anthology will be donated to pro-life nonprofit organizations.

I have been seeing people calling themselves Christians who talk down the idea of Ben Shapiro carrying on the causes Charlie Kirk supported…because Shapiro is Jewish. Many have said, “We want a Christian to do it instead.” 

First off, no one can replace Charlie Kirk; Ben would be the first to say that (and he has). 

Secondly, Ben was a close friend of Charlie’s for thirteen years and they worked together much of that time. 

Thirdly, Ben is co-founder of The Daily Wire with a Christian and it features almost exclusively Christian personalities. 

Lastly, I believe Charlie himself would approve of Ben’s support since they’ve worked together so long and so well. 

There will be plenty of folks either from Turning Point USA (or TPUSA, the company Charlie Kirk created) to share Charlie's evangelical message. Other Christian personalities participating in TP USA events. Daily Wire just donated one million dollars to TPUSA to help carry on Charlie's work.

For those opposing Ben Shapiro simply because he’s Jewish, I would ask you to pray and ask the Holy Spirit for clarity about this. I’m reminded of the Israelites who demanded a king to reign over them instead of the judges God had established over Israel.


I Samuel 8: 4-8 (KJV)

Then all the elders of Israel gathered themselves together, and came to Samuel unto Ramah,

And said unto him, Behold, thou art old, and thy sons walk not in thy ways: now make us a king to judge us like all the nations.

But the thing displeased Samuel, when they said, Give us a king to judge us. And Samuel prayed unto the LORD.

And the LORD said unto Samuel, Hearken unto the voice of the people in all that they say unto thee: for they have not rejected thee, but they have rejected me, that I should not reign over them.

According to all the works which they have done since the day that I brought them up out of Egypt even unto this day, wherewith they have forsaken me, and served other gods, so do they also unto thee.


My advice to everyone is this: Make sure you’re not rejecting God’s will. He will show it to you if you seek Him diligently.

There are days like today when I envy my daughter Jeyli, and the perspective she has being autistic. She’s a happy, thoughtful, intelligent girl who loves her family and friends. Her interests are Pokémon, art, music, recording videos and taking pictures, singing, dancing, and she wants to learn to play the trumpet.

She doesn’t know or care about politics. She doesn’t know how people let such things twist and change them into something they didn’t start out as. She knows what death is, but she doesn’t know about terrorism, domestic or otherwise. She doesn’t know that the country she lives in is divided over such things. She isn’t aware of how cold some people’s hearts have become or the degeneracy some people worship instead of God.

She does know about God, Jesus, and the Bible. She goes to church with us and has watched her parents perform music and worship the Lord. She’s not a Christian yet but that will be her decision to make whenever she’s ready.

She works hard at school, excelling at virtually everything including Physical Education. She’s had good teachers who understand and love working with kids with special needs.

My daughter has been blessed with something most other school kids don’t realize they’ve lost (in part or whole): at fourteen years old, she still has her innocence, and a child’s view of the world.

So, while most people are sharing their feelings, both good and ill, about crime, murder, assassination, and the horror of September 11th on this twenty-fourth anniversary of the attacks, my daughter is blissfully unaware of those things and is going about her morning at school. She doesn’t need to know what we know, and she certainly doesn’t deserve to be burdened by it.

Most people don’t understand autism or have misperceptions about it. It’s complicated and it affects each person on its spectrum differently. But it’s no curse. She has a relatively normal life. And if it’s the Lord’s will, I’d love to see her continue to grow up, find love with the right man, marry, and maybe have a family someday. Time will tell.

But on days like today, I see her autism as a blessing from God. My daughter deserves her innocence, and I will do all I can as her father to protect it. And her.

When I was in my early twenties, I had a series of nightmares that convinced me to “program” my mind not to remember my dreams most days. It worked and I got used to it. So, at the rare times I did experience and recall dreams, they were usually vivid and extraordinary. For example, I once dreamed of randomly meeting Bob Dylan on a country bridge in the middle of the Texas Hill Country by myself as he strummed on an acoustic guitar while we talked. It would be things like that.

About a year after my father passed away in 1997, I had a number of dreams with him in them, just the two of us or him and Mom with me. They were peaceful and comforting. Now, they happen less often but I’m okay with that.

Last night before I fell asleep, I prayed and asked the Lord to let me dream and remember the dream. I had nothing specific to ask for (and trying to dream specific things almost never works anyway). So, I just prayed that the Lord’s Will would be done. I was fine with whatever He let me dream.

And I had a lovely dream with my mother who passed away on August 17th, one day after her 84th birthday. It was normal circumstances, and Dad was initially in the dream, too, but he went ahead to somewhere else, and I spent the majority of the dream alone with Mom. She was younger, middle-aged, healthy, and we just talked. In the dream, I didn’t think about her being dead. We were just there in seemingly normal circumstances. The details aren’t important, though I remember them.

When I woke up from another dream I had after that dream, I recalled the Mom dream, was pleasantly stunned, and I thanked God in my thoughts with all my heart. He honored my prayer in the most beautiful way possible.

And I knew that I had to share this experience. Thanks for reading.