Many moons ago, when I was in grad school, I had a dream. An idea, motivated by a statement from C.S. Lewis about using speculative fiction for evangelism.
Could I actually use my love of SF, my far-roaming imagination, for the glory of my Savior ... and reach people who wouldn't come within a mile of a church if it was the last building standing at the end of the world?
If Lewis thought so, why not at least try?
Then a classmate decided that my science fiction books had invited demons into my life. Really? CS Lewis? JRR Tolkein? Steve Lawhead? (At this time, there wasn't much good SF from identifiably Christian writers. Amazon wasn't around. Many Christian bookstores didn't support fiction, period, let alone have room on the shelves for "that weird stuff." This was a year before Peretti published This Present Darkness.)
So what could a recovering Trekker do, when someone tried to impose their square hole on her star-shaped peg?
Contained in the pages of this book is my answer.
My master's portfolio thesis and defense of speculative fiction as not only an evangelistic tool, but good for your soul.
Dedicated to the nerds and geeks and dreamers who have been bruised by 50-pound Bibles and still love Jesus.
