When I awakened this morning, I discovered that I was writing this blog post in my head as I came to consciousness. I’m sure it was brilliant in that place between sleep and awake while what I actually write will fall short of that. But I’m going to try anyway.

In the 1970s, when I came under the Lordship of Jesus the Messiah, there was almost no Christian fiction. The local Christian bookstore’s fiction section was two shelves high and only two to three titles wide and represented only two o...