As a woman and a Believer grown through nearly seventy decades of changing times and accepted world values I have never lacked for anything I truly needed when I depended on the Risen Christ. It was only when my line of sight shifted to the size of the waves, like Peter, that I began to sink. I think now, that Jesus wasn't waiting for him to cry out for help instinctively, I think Jesus'; hand was already reaching for him!
     We were rejected at birth for being the wrong gender. and I was raised by a Christian man well able to take care of himself in the violent world around us, without losing sight of who he was in Christ's promise and sacrifice. When I was still a little girl, unable to speak clearly and embarrassed by an adult's full attention, the Daddy who raised me, a former hellion turned Quaker, told me in a trembling voice that he believed GOD had spoken to him. That the reoccurring dream I kept trying to describe in which I was a little girl growing up Jewish with the LORD as a loving old brother would one day become a book and that I would get to glimpse it going around the world. That when I was gone, it would become a worldwide phenomenon and touch thousands of lives for the good-or their eternal shame. Naturally, I was intimidated. But when I began toe book at 62, it changed my life. I have seen it reach out on the World Wide Web into many, many countries. I trust the rest will also become reality if I can but remain a good ambassador to the sweet truth I was permitted to glimpse.
       May these stories of the good and the bad, the profane and the blessed bring Thee the same strength and joy they brought me in writing them!
         Asia Rachael Cohen