T. S. Ray

My father was a Native American Storyteller that grew up in Northeastern Oklahoma. He could conjure up stories of fantastic places and fill them with colorful characters and engaging situations.

I had always thought his gift had passed me by, until one day divine inspiration hit.

My father was a master of fiction, and to this day, fiction is near and dear to my heart. However, my focus is on revealing the fantastic, many facets, and unseen, engaging situations calling to us from the parables of our reality.

Let me share with you what I have learned about the beauty and complexities of direct and intimate communication between us and our Creator. He has not forgotten us or His covenant with His people. It is we who have forgotten how to hear Him.