by James A. Wilson

Nobody – not even God – expects flawed human beings to find Him; He finds us. He does expect us to seek Him; yet He is content for us to seek whatever passes for ultimate reality within our clouded perspective. He guarantees success in exchange for faithfulness on the quest throughout the book bearing His mark.

The main characters in my novel, Generation, do not have the wherewithal to go searching for God; they simply do not believe He exists. They do have the integrity to recognize the bankruptcy of nothing more important on their horizon than cutting school to go surfing and avoid discovery by school authorities. They do discover the poverty of lives lived in reactive rebellion against the parents and other people they do not trust. That same integrity impels them to begin to search for what they call the really real. It is my conviction there is only one terminus for such a search, but I have neither right nor need to judge when God does not, and certainly the characters find themselves in disparate locations from one to another when the story ends. Of course the last page of Generation is not really the end of their story; the author plans six books for the series.

But what does this search look like? Really?

For one thing it’s a good thing Jon and Lonnie and Travis and Blume begin their search as teenagers. If they had the responsibilities of family and career that come not much later in life they might excuse themselves with the old saw, “So up to our armpits in alligators we forgot our purpose was clearing the swamp.” The good news is the God they (unknowingly) seek at the end of their quest often promises He will take care of the alligators – if we let Him – so we can focus on our calling per the swamp. These young people have a roof over their heads – provided by their families – and a heart to work for the extras their families do not provide. The combination of two factors and a mandate to learn about the world beyond their high school campus confines provides both the impulse and the environment for their questing.

Another good thing is this God they unknowingly seek has a habit of challenging us with no more than we are prepared to handle in a given moment, though more is likely waiting in the wings. In Generation these close friends encounter virulent racism on a Southern California beach – where many believe it cannot exist in the easygoing culture of wind and wave – there it is dangerous but not yet deadly. They will later experience the lethal violence of the Klan, but coming as an escalation of what they have already had to process and respond to.

Still another is the will they share to have each other’s backs in fair and foul weather alike; this will extends to telling each other what neither wants to hear. When the protagonist is more devoted to conning his way through life than meeting it head on his friends confront him. The same dynamic operates when he begins to suspect a dark secret about a family member that could invade his life as well; he is able to receive the input because it is clear his friends speak from love rather than judgment; they have his back, and at cost. He has already demonstrated the same devotion to them in the first pages of his story.

The last-but-not-least good and essential thing is the commitment to act on truth discovered, wherever it may lead. The principal characters come upon opportunity after opportunity to take risks – physical, social, even spiritual – with the hoped-for pay-off being a more authentic life, a life worth living. Because they believe the really real is worth whatever they can imagine investing they go for it and are guaranteed ultimate success.

I am not offering some pap about all roads leading to the same destination. I am saying anyone willing to walk any road to its consequential end out of passion for authenticity will eventually come face-to-face with authenticity. As a Christian I am convicted authenticity has a Name. But I am equally convicted the really real God loves each of us more than I can and has made provision for each beyond my imagination. All I – or anyone else – need to do is be faithful in my own lifelong quest and encourage those I meet along the way – just as Jon and Lonnie and Travis and Blume practice for each other.

These things are essential.

James A. Wilson is the author of Living As Ambassadors of Relationships, The Holy Spirit and the End Times, Kingdom in Pursuit, and his first novel, Generation – available at Bounty Books or at


by James A. Wilson

We Baby Boomers are rapidly aging, preparing to pass out of American history. What is our legacy?

We have our accomplishments. In addition to helming the communications and information revolution – standing on the shoulders of parents and grandparents – we led the way to incredible medical breakthroughs from surgical techniques to dozens of available medical therapies using adult stem cells rather than the controversial – and so far useless – embryonic cells. We’ve overseen scientific breakthroughs from confirming God in Creation to the next generation of spaceflight. Our cultural achievements are greater than these.

We achieved racial reconciliation – despite the work still awaiting – through the crucible of war in Southeast Asia. The Jesus People – Boomers nearly all – gave us the short-term missions movement, with its emphasis on trusting local leaders to harvest where we may have planted and surely assisted. They gave us the modern addictions recovery movement and the re-animation of vigorous prophetic and healing – all kinds – ministries in our modern and mega skeptical world. We introduced a culture of people rather than product centrality into business and even political life, a grassroots democratic approach to society and culture. We have launched the beginning of resurrection in the arts that only God can actually author.

We also have much to repent, and that repentance remains in its cultural infancy. Although we invented neither the sexual revolution nor the abortion holocaust, we certainly embraced both with unprecedented zeal. We took drug and alcohol abuse to unprecedented levels and fled from commitments like marriage as an unbreakable and normative union between one man and one woman.

Yet our legacy – I believe – is not so much this or that thing we have done or failed to do. It is rather an approach to who we are and are to become.

In my novel, Generation, the teenaged protagonists come to see early on they cannot rely on what they have been taught or led to expect about the world they were born to inherit. Between the Civil Rights Revolution, war in Vietnam, and the cultural upheavals from social mores to Lyndon Johnson’s so-called Great Society there is no status quo to maintain – despite parental efforts to behave and expect behavior as though there was. These young people are as rebellious and self-centered as any, but they make a decision to seek what they call “the really real” – whatever that may be. Their quest takes them from the beaches of Malibu to the underground sub-culture of Hollywood, and from voting rights marches in Alabama to riots in Los Angeles over one rocket propelled summer. They deal with abusive parents, school administrators, the KKK, and a sudden death with a maturity too young to be achieved in anything but the crucible their lives have become. They find themselves addressing questions of faith – in disparate ways and directions – not because they possess or even desire it, but because of what one famous ancient described as a God-shaped hole in every human heart.

In the course of events they learn to value their quest for its own sake – letting the chips fall where they may – as heroes from the Knights of the Round Table to the Hobbits of Lord of the Rings have always done. Jesus and the disciples managed to turn a three-day walk from Galilee to Jerusalem into a three-year trek because they found such necessary value and significance in the journey itself.

These young people navigating a world turned upside down believe themselves capable of discovering truth and committed to questing for it. They find out – the hard way – that a real quest is equal parts self-funded and unexpectedly gift driven. They acquire the courage to take the risks that accompany the reality they are willing to seek at all costs at the same time they discover real compassion in themselves for those who do not necessarily merit it.

Perhaps most importantly, they learn through doing what they already know by instinct. There is intrinsic, implicit, and incalculable value in having our brothers’ backs. Those brothers are anyone needing a hand up. Such living saves lives; it also makes lives worth living.

As a writer and journey maker myself I would be trapped in my rose colored glasses if I imagine we all did what Jon and Lonnie, Travis and Blume, Leslie and Rindi and Suze and Calvin do in Generation. Yet an awful lot of us navigated the tumultuous sixties and seventies in just this way. This is our legacy and Generation is an attempt to begin to tell our story. Generation seeks to celebrate what we achieved and pass it on to what I call the Genesis Generation. I believe their destiny surpasses ours and their time is now.

James A. Wilson is the author of Living As Ambassadors of Relationships, The Holy Spirit and the End Times, Kingdom in Pursuit, and his first novel, Generation – available at Bounty Books, or at