Baker Faraday was a guitar player of prodigious ability. His future as a musician was without limitations. Until he was left broken and bleeding on the street, shot through the hand that held the notes of his dreams. All seemed lost. So out of fear, he reached deep into what had been a foreign concept, and prayed. Through his suffering Baker re-gained his abilities on his beloved instrument. And in rebuilding a character in Christ, Baker chooses grace over fame to become a disciple through music. But would Baker ever escape adversity, the agonizing arthritic pain brought on by the bullet, his band's struggle to find an audience, bandmates hit with a blunt reality that their lofty goal may have been a mistake. How much misfortune could Baker endure, as he battled his afflictions, the vision, the name of the boy who pulled the trigger haunted his mind, Zo. G.K. was an agnostic who had not darkened the church door since he was eight years old. As a result, the author led a life of self-gratification, depriving himself of virtually nothing. While he lettered in heavy drinking and recreational drugs as a young man, his writing career bounced half-deflated through fly-by-night publications, from dive-bar reviews to a quixotic travel column, from being a music critic to landing ultimately as a published roaster of professional athletes, always finding an easy path through criticism, as disparaging remarks came easily. Then something changed. Marriage happened, three children ensued, and God reappeared. By His Grace, G.K. spun the wheel away from former habits and composed the first part of a fictional story, applying dashes of personal experience, hoping to glorify the Heavenly Father through good works now and in the years to come.
