by Randy Alcorn


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ISBN-13: 9781590525920
Publisher: The Crown Publishing Group
Publication date: 05/28/2006
Series: Ollie Chandler Series Series , #1
Pages: 448
Sales rank: 320,923
Product dimensions: 6.10(w) x 9.10(h) x 1.20(d)

About the Author

Randy Alcorn is the founder and director of Eternal Perspective Ministries (EPM). He is the New York Times best-selling author of more than 50 books, with over ten million copies sold. His books include The Treasure Principle, Happiness, Heaven, If God Is Good, and the award-winning novel Safely Home. The father of two married daughters and grandfather of five, Randy resides in Oregon with his wife, Nanci.

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Copyright © 1994 Eternal Perspective Ministries
All right reserved.

ISBN: 1576733165

Chapter One

The canary yellow three-by-five card fell to the floor, face down. Retrieving the card and turning it face up, he stared at it curiously. It was a single sentence, consisting of only four words in all-caps pica type. A waitress wiped the table next to him and happened to glance over just as a look of startled unbelief overtook him. She watched his eyes widen and hands shake, and wondered what could possibly be on that card to trigger such a reaction.

Chilled to the bone, he was forced to begin a radical reinterpretation of the flurried trauma of his past eight days. He slowly mouthed the four words, as if doing so would make them less menacing and bizarre.

Three pairs of eyes focused together on the twenty-seven-inch screen. Kansas City's placekicker planted his left foot and swung his right into the football. His teammates' focused energy seemed to lift it that extra six inches above the bar. The fifty-four-yard field goal was good, the first half over.

"All right!" Doc and Finney reached across Jake, slapping their hands over him in symbolic victory.

"No way. Gimme a break." Jake's buddies' celebration added insult to injury. His Seahawks headed for the locker room ten points down.

The three childhood friends-now doctor, businessman, andjournalist-slouched back on the recliner-couch. Doc occupied the recliner on one end, Finney the other. As usual, Jake Woods sat between them, feet propped up on a stool and pillow. All three wore blue jeans, Finney a navy blue Microsoft Windows sweatshirt, Doc a snazzy maroon polo shirt, and Jake a torn and faded gray sweatshirt with an indecipherable message.

It began for the three men like almost every Sunday afternoon the last twenty years. None of them had a clue this one would end so differently.

"Okay guys," Finney announced, "it's pizza time-let's flip." The routine was automatic, a no-brainer. They'd done it since childhood a thousand times, to decide who got to bat first or who had to buy popcorn at the matinee. In the adult version, at half time they staged two coin flips and a tie-breaker, if necessary. Loser drove, loser bought the pizza. No home deliveries. While the winners gloated and kicked back, the loser raced to and from Gino's in an attempt to miss as little of the third quarter as possible.

Shoulders squared and back straight, Doc looked like a career military officer, though he hadn't been in uniform for twenty-five years. "Tell you what, Finn," he jabbed. "Let's just send Woody now and flip later."

Jake Woods, having lost the flip three weeks in a row, flashed a "shut up and flip the coin" glare. His sturdy jaw jutted out in mock insult, as if to say an award-winning syndicated columnist shouldn't have to endure this kind of abuse. Despite his tough no-holds-barred reputation in this city, it was difficult to imagine fit but frumpy Jake being able to intimidate the dapper and ever-confident Doc. Standing there in his misshapen fur-lined sheepskin slippers, with disheveled hair, stray eyebrows veering out, and a two-day beard, Jake was in weekend gear.

"Hang on," Jake said, pulling a quarter from his pocket. "This time I'll flip. I think you guys have been rigging this. Let's see how you do against an honest two bits. Okay, this is between you two-I'll take on the loser. Call it, Finn."

Finney's face screwed up in feigned tension as if he'd been called on to kick a fifty-four yarder. "I can't take the pressure."

"Shut up and call it," Doc said. "I'm hungry. You can pray about it later."

As the coin reached the top of its flight, Finney called "Tails." It landed on the coffee table, which from a distance appeared smooth and shiny, but up close showed countless tiny dents from years of half time coin tosses. The quarter hit on its edge and rolled around like a rim shot, seemingly taking forever to settle.

"Son of a ..." Doc said under his breath, staring at the coffee table. The quarter had stopped rolling around the middle of the coffee table. But it hadn't fallen flat. Balancing precariously, it stayed right on its edge. No heads, no tails.

"What are the chances of that happening?"

"Girls, look at this."

The "girls," each in their upper forties, were fast friends. It came with the package. Married to the three musketeers-or the three stooges, as they sometimes called them-the girls were destined to spend a lot of time together. They might as well like it, and they did. Janet wasn't around as often now, since her divorce from Jake three years ago. But the relationship was amiable-it was a good modern divorce-and Sue and Betsy often persuaded Janet to keep them company during the Sunday afternoon ritual.

Sue, Finney's wife, marched into the living room first, followed by Janet and Betsy. "Oh, did we miss the coin toss? Too bad-it's always so exciting." Noting the look on Jake's face she added, "Lose again, Jake? Hope the Tribune pays you well. We appreciate you keeping us fed."

"I didn't lose. No one lost. Look."

Sue followed Jake's gaze to the coin on the coffee table. "You're kidding. Don't anyone breathe or it'll fall."

"So what are you going to do, boys? Toss again?"

"Nah," Doc replied. "Let's leave it right there. No one wins, no one loses." He looked at Jake and Finney. "Let's just all go together."

"Together." A familiar thought. Forty years ago the three had played army, hunted lions, dug up treasures and discovered aliens together in the fields and hillsides and forests of Benton County. Together they'd exasperated their mothers, annoyed their brothers, harassed their sisters, confounded their teachers and principals, though not nearly as much as they remembered. Together they'd spiffied up and swaggered into Kathy Bates's eighth-grade party, and trembled wide-eyed later that night when the police showed up. In high school they each earned letters in three sports, fought side by side in the state championship football game, and took their dates to the prom together. They'd gone off to college, joined ROTC, and graduated together. They'd entered the Army, traveled off to three different parts of the world, then shipped out to Vietnam as greenhorn lieutenants within three months of each other. In the almost quarter century since the war, they'd been best man in each other's weddings, and seen their children grow up together. And together they'd gone off on more hunting and camping trips than they could count, the kind where it was miserably cold and you hunched in close to the fire and the smoke stung your eyes and permeated your coats and flannel shirts, and you never got off a good shot at anything but an empty chili can, and you told stories you'd told a hundred times and laughed harder than you ever remembered laughing before. This was just Sunday pizza, but "together" sounded good.

"I'll drive," Doc said. Finney saluted good naturedly. Jake kicked off his slippers, which he brought to Finney's every Sunday, and slipped into his Nikes, not bothering to lace them. The guys all grabbed their coats.

"We've got twenty minutes till the third quarter." Doc was half way out the door when he turned. "You made the call, Betsy?"

"Have I ever fumbled the ball, Doc? Of course I made the call. One giant Hula Lula and a deep dish heart-attack-on-a-crust." This was the girls' nickname for the Meat Eater's special, full of the cholesterol their used-to-be-jock husbands' arteries didn't need but especially craved during football season.

"And, guys, don't slam the-" The loud crash toppled a photograph from the mantle. "Door," Sue added weakly, as Janet and Betsy giggled. Nobody noticed the coin fall on its side.

"Bulls in a china shop," Sue said, with more fondness than exasperation.

"Yeah, and there's no china left," Betsy added. "Not in my house. But the bull's still charging!" All three flashed a what-can-you-do expression, laughing together.

As the three bulls made the brisk walk to the car, Jake glanced up at the swirling gray of the Oregon sky. It looked as if it had been rubbed hard with a dirty eraser. No rain yet, but the sky felt heavy, and to someone born and raised here, even the air's smell and taste signaled the threat of long heavy rain. A storm's coming, Jake felt certain.

"With you in a sec, Jake." Doc and Finney were taking care of something by Finney's car, while Jake waited by Doc's. He didn't mind. He breathed in that air, that rich fresh Oregon air. There was no place like this one. Jake, along with Doc and Finney, had grown up in a small town in this same Willamette Valley, less than a hundred miles south of where they lived now. Anyone raised in the Pacific Northwest always wants to come home, and after college and the army Jake's internal homing device reeled him back, along with his friends. He loved the rugged mountains forty minutes to the east, and the jagged Oregon coastline ninety minutes to the west. He loved the endless towering Douglas firs, so thick you could pull over to the side of the road, walk half a mile and be a world apart from everyone else on earth, inhaling the aroma those car air fresheners tried in vain to imitate. He loved something green growing everywhere you turned, and the four distinct seasons, each with its singular beauty, precisely ticking off the cycle of each year. Most of all he loved sharing this huge state with far fewer people than inhabited single cities in the east, midwest, south, or down the coast in California. In Oregon you could drive some roads and see more deer than cars.

Oregon was paradise for the hunter, fisherman, boater, hiker, backpacker, outdoorsman and wilderness lover. There was some of most of those in Jake. But he loved something else about this place, at least this northern Willamette Valley that had always been home. He loved the independent spirit, the rugged individualism, the free thinking initiative of people who weren't slaves to tradition or convention. People who didn't like being told what was right and wrong, who decided for themselves what they should and shouldn't do. A progressive state, Oregon had become home to nuclear protesters, animal rights protesters, environmentalist protesters, homosexual protesters, "legalize marijuana" protesters, "right to die" protesters, and representatives of any and every challenge to the status quo. Why, Jake wasn't sure. Maybe they'd inherited genes of individualism and autonomy from their forebears who braved the Oregon trail, who kept leaving behind the established order of American civilization, going west until the land ran into the Pacific Ocean, stopping only then, so far from the political power brokers of the east or the midwest conservatives or the southern Bible Belters that they could live their own lives as they saw fit. Church attendance was lower here than anywhere in the nation. People had better things to do on weekends than sit in stuffy old buildings, bored and feeling guilty. Oregon was free spirited, a great place to live, Jake's kind of place. He'd been all across his country and a dozen others, but wouldn't trade this place for any other.

Of all times, Sunday afternoons with his friends left Jake feeling free and content. But today an uneasiness gnawed at him. The coin and the clouds and the time of his life conspired to fill him with uncertainty and dread.

"Okay, let's go. Time's wastin'!" Doc took charge again, and they piled into his cherry-red Suburban, a fully loaded four-wheel-drive with a 454 engine. Doc hopped in the driver's seat, Jake scooted to the middle, Finney squeezed against Jake to close the passenger side door. It was a snug fit in the bench seat, but no one thought of hopping in back. It was only a ten minute drive, seven minutes for Doc, half of it on open highway.

Jake always marveled at Doc's cars, thinking they'd be more at home sitting in a shopping mall. This one was a year and a half old, but meticulously clean, with gleaming windows. The smell of the rich gray upholstery was so strong Jake could taste it. How can Doc keep this thing smelling like he bought it yesterday?

"A man's vehicle," Doc started in immediately, before he'd even shifted from reverse to first. "Three men, one of them a real hunk, shoulder to shoulder in the front seat. Must have been a thrill to drive it this week, huh Finn? Made you feel like a man, didn't it?" Doc eyed Finney, who'd borrowed the Suburban two days earlier to move some office equipment. "Not one of those wimpy cars guys low in testosterone drive."

Just as he pulled out, Doc flashed concern at some faint vibration only he would notice. Jake shook his head in wonder. He takes this car into the mechanic faster than some mothers take their kid to the doctor.

Finney noticed Doc's concern too, and traded a knowing smile with Jake. "Hey, it was working perfectly when I had it, Doc! Of course, I had to pull in for gas every other stop light. My wimpy car could make it to Tokyo on the gas this monster burns on the way to Gino's."

"Yeah, well it's still wimpy. You are what you drive. And you always were a wuss, Finney."

"Doc, old buddy," Finney began with a sigh, as if he'd been coerced into dredging up an ancient story. Doc knew exactly what was coming but forced himself to look like he didn't.

Leaning forward and turning to look past Jake, Finney asked Doc, "Remember the dorm wrestling championship? You actually made it to the finals. You were almost in shape back then." Doc sucked in his waist and flexed his arms against the steering wheel to prove he still was.

Finney resumed the familiar folklore. "But somebody beat you, Doc, he beat you real bad. And despite the brain damage you suffered that day-and Lord knows you couldn't afford any more brain damage-I'll bet if you think real hard you can remember who that somebody was."

Doc closed one eye and squinted the other, as if trying to remember.

"And if that somebody is a wuss, Mr. Macho Chief of Surgery, would you explain what that makes you?"

"Hey, I had a wrenched shoulder and torn cartilage in my knee." Doc began rustling through his duffel bag of favorite excuses that grew with the years. "And I'd just had the flu."

"Yeah, and as I recall you'd donated blood that afternoon," Finney added.

"No, that was in the morning. In the afternoon I was having a heart transplant." Both men laughed heartily, the way you laugh with your oldest and best friends. At the same moment, both realized Jake wasn't laughing. His face was scrunched and his expression distant and uncharacteristically troubled.

"Jake," Finney said. "You're awfully quiet. Doc could bore a guy to death, I know, but that's nothing new. Something wrong?"

Jake, right index finger aimlessly stroking his graying temple, made a slow dissolve from the inner world to the outer. "Wasn't that thing with the quarter sort of ... eerie?"

Doc flashed him his familiar screwed-up face that called people "weird" without a spoken word. "You still thinking about that? What's the big deal?"

Jake, his reputation as Mister In-Control and Unflappable on the line, tried to downplay his response. "I don't know," he finally answered. "For some reason, it's almost like ... like it means something."

Doc flashed a spacy look and hummed the theme from The Twilight Zone. "Don't get spooky on me, ol' buddy. Things don't mean something. They mean nothing. Zilch. They just happen. Unless you buy into Finney's way of thinking, that is, which someday you may if you get Alzheimer's. One kook's enough for this threesome. Right, Finn?"

Finney knew how to roll with Doc's punches and counter with his own. But right now his energies focused on Jake, who appeared to need more than a lighthearted slough-off. "Well, I don't know if the quarter means anything. But I know life does. Things have meaning and purpose. Maybe even a coin toss. Who knows?"

"Sure, Finney, whatever you say." Doc rolled his eyes back so far all Jake could see was white. "But I've always found that meaning in life is no substitute for a cold beer with your Pizza. Know what I mean, Woody?" Slapping Jake on the thigh, Doc turned suddenly into the 7-Eleven, his tires bouncing off the curb.

As Doc hopped out, Jake seized the opportunity. "It's weird, Finney. Why is that quarter bugging me? It's like it's ... a sign or something."

"Maybe it is a sign, Jake. I don't know. Maybe Somebody's trying to get through to you again."


Excerpted from DEADLINE by RANDY ALCORN Copyright © 1994 by Eternal Perspective Ministries
Excerpted by permission. All rights reserved. No part of this excerpt may be reproduced or reprinted without permission in writing from the publisher.

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Prayer-warrior More than 1 year ago
I read this book when it was first published, on the recommendation of a friend. Although a bit rough to get into, after page 75, it takes off & I didn't want to put it down. The three main characters set up the scenario for me to decide where I was in my belief system, and by the end of the book, my faith became better grounded & my view of Heaven & eternity more important. The fact that Alcorn includes a kind of "apology" in the back explaining that his fictional accounts were based on scripture, helped me to use my imagination to think about what my view of what Heaven would be like! Since reading this book, I've purchased over 10 copies & given them away to friends & even a pastor. For someone who LOVES mystery who-done-its w/ a focus on the earthly & the spiritual, this is a must-read! It will change your focus, choices & your life.
Guest More than 1 year ago
I've just finished re-reading Deadline and was again reminded of how the choices in this life affect our eternal life! This book challenges me to make every moment count, evaluate every 'truth' with scripture, and to long for my real home.
Guest More than 1 year ago
This is the absolute best book I have ever read. It is so touching it made me cry, laugh, and more importantly think. Randy Alcorn does a wonderful job of portraying the charaters. A wonderful Christian novel. I couldn't put it down. I strongly recomend that everyone read this book.
Guest More than 1 year ago
I loved this book! The characters are wonderful and the book is so full of hope. Great Christian theme with excellent adventure storyline. I will read this one over and over again!
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
A must-read for every person. This book provides great insight and perspective on society's (man's) struggle with contemporary issues. Wish this was mandatory reading for all college students (and reporters). Starts off a bit slow with a lot of detailed information about each character, but builds up to a fast-paced, thriller of a plot.
Guest More than 1 year ago
This novel delivers everything you could want from a novel. Amazing characters, real-world situations, and a fascinating plot make this novel a must read. Randy Alcorn may have created the perfect novel!
Guest More than 1 year ago
I just finished reading line and i was amazed at the wounderful description of people, places, and feelings that are enclosed in this amazing book. this was one of the first books I have read that made me think of things in a different perspective in which would eventually leave me to the same conclution. Jesus!
Guest More than 1 year ago
Deadline is the most inspirational and uplifting book that I have ever read. It has certainly challenged alot of my thinking and has helped me to change my life in many ways that can not be listed here. I implore any person who has any belief in Jesus Christ to pick this book up and read it. You will be cry, laugh and be moved by the message within. Thankyou Randy Alcorn.
Fsm1017 More than 1 year ago
This book was very good. It was a true page turner. There was never any section that did not keep me on the edge of my seat. Randy Allcorn is a wonderful author.
Beth Pipes More than 1 year ago
Wow! Couldn't put this book down. Very thought provoking!
HannahJane More than 1 year ago
This has to be one of my favorite works of fiction ever. My copy is tattered, the cover has fallen off, and it has been read by me at least half a dozen times. This is one of those special books that makes you cry, laugh, and worry all in one chapter. One of the books that will be picked up again and again. The storyline is understandable, intense, & solid, but not at all predictable (that is a plus, for those of you who are wondering). The characters are very real, believable, and human. The Biblical messages are prominent without being preachy or drawn out. Randy Alcorn does a wonderful job of combining suspense with emotion, people with plot, and message with drama. 9 out of 10 stars. Highly recommended. Note: Not for children. Parents should pre-read before allowing this to be read.
Guest More than 1 year ago
This book was fantastic, I couldn't put it down. As an avid reader, especially fiction, I have read many books and this is one of the best. The characters, plot, and controversy in the book are captivating. I can't wait to buy and read Dominion.
Guest More than 1 year ago
this book is wonderful! i recommend it to anyone!
Guest More than 1 year ago
This is one of the BEST books I have ever read! The characters are people that we know or know of and though written 7 years ago it is RELEVANT today and has ANSWERS to tough questions! Am I ever glad that I hurriedly grabbed it off the library shelf to take on vacation with me. It was the highlight of the trip!
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
Loved this book!
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
I have always been an avid reader. This book is out of this world about an out of this world experience. Well written, from a perspective of what God has planned for those who accept His Son. Wonderful wonderful wonderful!!!!!
VillaSyl More than 1 year ago
This book attacks the concept of political correctness and the hypocritical quicksand of "moral relativism" by weaving a tale of suspense and intrigue into the everyday life of a liberal newspaper reporter. The book hooks you from the beginning, with a story about three friends on a typical Sunday afternoon watching football and tossing a coin to see who will drive to get the pizza at halftime. The coin lands and stays on its side! All three pile into the car to go get the pizza. On their way back, there is a terrible accident. Deadline is a gripping page turner about three best friends from boyhood through their days in the war are caught in a car accident on a rainy day in Oregon as they drive home from a pizza shop. The story picks up with one of the three, Jake, the reporter, awaking in the hospital and finding out that it was no accident. Thus begins a journey during which his popular beliefs about life, meaning and morality are challenged in a very personal way. Randy Alcorn navigates through several modern issues with interesting characters, a well-written story, and provides enough twists and turns to keep the reader interested a look at life through Jake's eyes and his changing perspective. Whether you believe in Heaven and live with an eternal perspective or not, this book is a great read. I highly recommend this book to anyone who likes a mystery and wants to know something about absolute truth. The story was in the details. I was completely taken by surprise.
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This by far is one of my favorite books I loaned my copy and gave copies for different kinds of gifts to friends and family. When a Bible Book Store I always look and/ask about this book. Telling the store employee or owner about it and why I found it a book everyone should have in their personal library. I now also have it on my nook - as it is one I have read more than once and will read agaon. This book has it all - mystery, suspense, friendship and a Godly foundation. Take my challenge an see if you find it as thought provoking and lasting as I do.
Theophilusfamily More than 1 year ago
 Deadline is a gripping page turner.     Three best friends from boyhood through their days in the war are caught in a car accident on a rainy day in Oregon as they drive home from a pizza shop: a Christian businessman, Finn, an adulterous relativist, Doc, who is head of surgery at the local clinic, and a secular liberal journalist, Jake.     The only one who survives is Jake, the journalist.     The accident was murder, however. The tie rods in the car were cut. Someone was being targeted.         Was it Finn, who was a passionate Christian and who fought in the battle for pro-life, so committed that he opened his home to unwed girls so they could have a safe pregnancy? Many people hated Finn for these activities, and Jake's own home newspaper had often misrepresented him. Jake didn't often agree with this kind and gentle man, but Jake admired his loving family and solid character: Finn left behind his beloved wife, a little son who had down syndrome and a much worn Bible. Was it Doc? Doc lived more like Jake did, except that Jake's adultery had ended his marriage and left him estranged from his seventeen year old daughter Carly. Doc's life looked both good and terrible from the outside. He was always the head of everything, respected, and popular, yet his wife and daughter lived with broken hearts from his adultery, and Jake could see the wounds it left. Who would kill Doc? Jake knew Doc as well as he knew himself, and Doc was a "good" man... but did Jake really know him, and was he a good man?  Jake and Detective Ollie Chandler begin to investigate, and Jake's convictions about almost everything are shaken to the bone.     Jake's life is at risk as he continues the investigation, now aided by two men who profess to be FBI agents and swear him to secrecy. Who will he believe? Who can he trust? Who is the killer? The biggest question Jake must answer is Is there Truth?   Watching the life leave his friend Finn in the ICU reminds this journalist that his final Deadline is coming. Jake has always been able to meet his 11:30, 800 word deadline (sometimes at 11:50), but the deadline of his life will leave the article written with no edits left to make. God himself is getting a hold of Jake.  Meanwhile, from Heaven, Finn watches Jake below in the dark world, praying fervently that his Jake will come to know the LORD whom Finn now worships face to face.     Finn's beautiful passage from his broken body in the ICU into the Joy of His Lord is written in Deadline. My family, listening as I read, loved this part. Finn's conversations with his guardian angel were a thrill for me to read. Scripture says that the angels earnestly desire to peek into God's mystery of redemption, they are servants of God and exist to do His bidding amongst men on earth and in Heaven. When the angel told Finn that he wished he were a human, for humans are made in the LORD's very, this truth washed over me. The knowledge that these powerful beings, angels, wish to be human as I am, because God made us in His Image is amazing to me.     When Finn was allowed to witness the formation of his first grandbaby's DNA, tears came to my eyes. This is what a pre born baby is, a miraculous, wondrous, creation of God. These scenes from Heavens view were good to read, they help us imagine our Real Home.      My favorite part of this gripping page turner were the themes explored as Jake searches for the Truth. This book was loaded with these themes. As a liberal columnist, Jake supported euthanasia, abortion, divorce, sex education, diversity, multiculturalism and self determined morality. He attended sensitivity training, and yet his opinion column attacked right wing fundamentalists each week. "Tolerance for everyone else, intolerance for pro-life Christians" was the unspoken pledge for this writer at The Tribune, and with journalism gagged by tolerance the paper was becoming a special interest newsletter- and Jake knew it. So many of his cherished beliefs had started to producing their fruit in the life of his child...his ex-wife and daughter need him like never before. As Jake and Ollie investigate the crime, Jake is shown things he never expected. Bonds he thought were bonds of honest friendship were lies, and things were not what they seemed. People whom he thought he knew were putting up a false front, and living a deadly other life.    As he comes face to face with questions he had dodged all of his life Jake is forced to change his mind about most things. Discussions in the newsroom and with his daughter give us a look at the world through the eyes of a journalist used to getting his story and backing up his own opinion. He is the perfect character to explore these themes through. For a mystery and a look at life through Jake's eyes and his changing perspective, Deadline is a book I recommend. I was glad this book was 400 pages long. Long books are good. I am glad I received Deadline from Waterbrook Blogging for Books to write this review. As a final note, this review was written in Blogger's Normal Times font. You will understand why I mentioned this when you read Deadline.
VicG More than 1 year ago
Randy Alcorn in his new book, “Deadline” Book One in the Ollie Chandler series published by Multnomah Books brings us into the life of Jake Woods. From the back cover: His Body Hung Suspended Between Two Friends–His Soul Between Two Worlds Doc’s shoulder jammed into Jake as he swerved the Suburban sharply to the right, cut between a telephone pole and a billboard, then careened into a ten-foot high embankment. Sometime between the sound of Doc’s last cry and the sickening crunch of bent metal from the car’s first roll, Jake lost consciousness. The last sensation he felt was that of being crushed between the two men he had known since childhood… When tragedy strikes those closest to him, award-winning journalist Jake Woods must draw upon all his resources to uncover the truth about their suspicious accident. Soon he finds himself swept up in a murder investigation that is both complex and dangerous. Unaware of the threat to his own life, Jake is drawn in deeper and deeper as he desperately searches for the answers to the immediate mystery at hand and—ultimately—the deeper meaning of his own existence. Deadline is a dramatic and vivid novel of substance, filled with hope and perspective for every reader who longs to feel purpose in life. “Deadline” is more than a murder investigation thriller. Randy Alcorn explores Heaven not as a theory but as a real place being visited by one of the characters. Mr. Alcorn takes on social issues in this book all the while keeping us riveted as the murder investigation continues. Jake Woods survived the murder attempt and, as a journalist, he works to discover just who it was that wanted him and his friends dead. In the process he has to deal with issues of abortion, and his own broken family and the consequences. Alternating between the events on Earth and the events in Heaven “Deadline” keeps you flipping the pages as Jake’s life is in danger as the murderer still wants to see him dead. This book will give you fresh insight into Heaven and hell and to where you are going to wind up. It will also provide a new perspective on other issues that are still in the news today. And all the while keeping you entertained with a mystery. Who could ask for more? Disclosure of Material Connection: I received this book for free from Multnomah Books for this review. I was not required to write a positive review. The opinions I have expressed are my own. I am disclosing this in accordance with the Federal Trade Commission’s 16 CFR, Part 255 : “Guides Concerning the Use of Endorsements and Testimonials in Advertising.”
PJtheEMT4 More than 1 year ago
Deadline By Randy Alcorn, is a hybrid suspense novel and Christian fiction in one novel. Randy Alcorn is a well known Christian author and speaker who has written a number of books: both fiction and non fiction. His works are very well thought out and are very useful in Christian apologetics and theology. As with most of his works, they are lengthy yet thorough. The cover of this fiction novel is decieving- as there is no hint or reference to the connection to biblical scripture. With its simple, yet vague title "Deadline" and the closeup of a dashboard with its omnious cracked windshield appears to just another crime thriller or mystery novel. This will certainly draw in readers who enjoy the crime novel genre. The reader would not suspect that this novel was more than a crime mystery -but that it also contained significant biblical theology and thought as well. In fact, Alcorn uses this fiction novel as a springboard by which to introduce a number of secondary plots or stories through his journalist hero about important topics such as abortion, public schooling, crime, planned parenthood, and parent responsability. In fact, just about every hot topic or debate is covered through the context of Jake's journalism career with a newspaper. The pro life issues are prevelant in this book, in fact these issues are among the motivations behind the crime- so readers who are offended by the conservative point of view or sensitive about abortion or prolife issues, might not appreciate this aspect. I am assuming those readers who have undergone an abortion- most likely will not want to read this book. Alcorn's book does not fit the mold of mindless entertainment as even this fiction work delivers a strong moral and spiritual message. If you are simply looking for another mind deadening paperback, this isn't for you. On a superficial level the storyline is interesting yet typical of the crime novel genre- after surviving a car accident which killed his two best friends: an athiest Doc and Finney, a born again Christian- the hero Jake Woods, a journalist, learns that the accident was not a real accident but intentional sabatage, and he finds he must solve the mystey of their murders. Meanwhile his own life is in danger. The investigation yield unexpected suprises and ironies. During that time, Jake and agnostic, slowly begins to question his beliefs as it draws him closer to God. It is great to see a fiction work that depends on the author's writing skills without the needless explicit x- rated scenes that are so prevelant in most secular fiction. But, what makes this book most notable, isn't the crime drama setting but the supernatural and spiritual elements and the detailed scenes and dialogs that depict Finney's after death experience in heaven and Doc's after death experience in hell. In fact there is extensive theological detail about Finney's experience in heaven as the scenes shift back and forth between Jake's investigation and Finney's experience in Heaven. This is an unexpected element, and Alcorn bases the fictitious scenes in heaven based on biblical theology. At the end of the book, he includes an author's note to explain his rationale behind the inclusion of this supernatural element. As a blogger for Multnomah, I recieved this book from Multnomah publishers for the purpose of writing this review.
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
I think I have read this book four times over the years. There is so much that I enjoy about it. The mystery of the story keeps me from putting it down. The author's wonderful depiction of heaven leads me to long for that "home" and to dream about what it might be like. The tough issues that it deals with like teen pregnancy, abortion, right vs. wrong and more cause me to do some serious thinking about my own faith and how to express that faith in conversations with others. And I loved having my teen read it so she could experience that same journey through her own faith. I've been recommending it to everyone, even people I meet on the plane!
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
What a rivetting read. I didnt want this book to end. Randy Alcorn is one of my favorite authors.