The last thing on earth I ever thought I’d do was to write a book. The reason, obvious to me, was that I had nothing worthwhile to say. I couldn’t write about the past because it was obscured by a filter of guilt, the present was irellevant and the future, although ostensibly bright, held little of the security that it was supposed one in my position ought to delight in. My world was rocked when, by the aid of the ministrations of women and men I was fortunate enough to meet, I met God in person, relatively recently actually, in the person of Jesus. That God is one and that people may say there are 3 Gods (including Holy Spirit) is no problem to God since He is who He is and there is no mathematical solution to His being. If anybody wants to argue I give proof texts in this book but His wonders are past finding out particularly to me personally as it was through the Bible that Jesus had first called me 45 years to the day of writing, yet, God isn’t a book, He is eminently knowable and I commend you to Him. Michael.