Ted Dekker is the award-winning and New York Times bestselling author of more than forty novels, with over ten million copies sold worldwide. He was born in the jungles of Indonesia to missionary parents, and his upbringing as a stranger in a fascinating and sometimes frightening culture fueled his imagination. Dekker's passion is simpleto explore truth through mind-bending stories that invite readers to see the world through a different lens. His fiction has been honored with numerous awards, and NPR readers nationwide put him in the Top 50 Thriller Authors of All Time. Dekker lives in Nashville, Tennessee, with his wife, Lee Ann, and has four grown childrenRachelle, J.T., Kara, and Chelise.
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Ted Dekker is the award-winning and New York Times bestselling author of more than forty novels, with over 10 million copies sold worldwide. He was born in the jungles of Indonesia to missionary parents, and his upbringing as a stranger in a fascinating and sometimes frightening culture fueled his imagination. Dekker's passion is simpleto explore truth through mind-bending stories that invite readers to see the world through a different lens. His fiction has been honored with numerous awards, including two Christy Awards, two Inspy Awards, an RT Reviewers' Choice Award, and an ECPA Gold Medallion. In 2013, NPR readers nationwide put him in the Top 50 Thriller Authors of All Time. Dekker lives in Nashville, Tennessee, with his wife, Lee Ann.
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I ONCE KNEW who I was.
More precisely put, I once thought I knew who I was, but four months of intense therapy aided by psychotropic drugs slowly showed me who I really was. Even more precisely put, all that therapy helped me see who I wasn't.
I wasn't the girl who'd saved the residents of Eden, Utah, by bringing down the synthetic sky as I once thought I had. That was DARPA, as part of its experimental process.
I wasn't the girl who could travel to other worlds in her dreams — those were all implanted memories, one of the unfortunate triggers that had led to my schizophrenia. I hadn't dreamed in months, and the dreams I used to have were lost in a distant fog.
I had confronted a man named Vlad Smith, but he was only a part of DARPA's programming, designed to test us all to a breaking point. He was a phantom implanted in our brains, they said. He didn't really exist, which is why he'd vanished.
That's what they've told me, and I believe them.
So who was I as I sat there in the lab across from Charlene Morton, one of the therapists who tested my brain to monitor my progress? I was Rachelle, a girl who'd just turned seventeen. I was one of the survivors of Eden who was well on her way to healing, though I can't say I loved the process. Then again, no pain, no gain, right? It had taken me a few months to accept the truth, but at least I was finally on the road to a full recovery.
"Are you ready, Rachelle?"
"Always," I said. The wireless cradle on my head, called a Mindflex, had been custom fit to my head. Its twenty-four sensors read all of my brain activity and displayed the data on both Charlene's monitor and the screens behind the one-way glass to my right. I was a bit of a celebrity at DARPA, and I can't say I didn't find all the attention comforting. My dad and I were the only two residents from Eden at the facility — the rest were in other "integration centers," adjusting to a new reality. But my dad and I were special to DARPA.
Charlene moved her coffee cup to the side and smiled at me. One of the voices in my head — the one I associated with Charlene — whispered, Poor girl, she has no clue.
My thoughts were often a bit fuzzy due to the drugs, but my auditory and visual hallucinations cut through all that fog with amazing clarity. I'd learned to mostly ignore them, knowing they were simply misfiring neural connections.
She studied me with warm eyes, preparing the numbered cards that she would quickly flip through before asking me to recite the numbers I'd seen. I'd done the same exercise dozens of times. It was designed to measure my ability to recognize and recall images the way a normal brain does.
"You're having auditory hallucinations," Charlene said, glancing at her screen.
"Just a little," I said.
"What did you hear?"
I hesitated. Some of what the voices in my head said could be embarrassing, and I often changed what I actually heard. The voice might say anything, no matter how inappropriate. I used to attribute those voices to the people around me, thinking I could hear their thoughts.
"I heard, 'Poor girl, she has no clue,'" I said, then grinned. "I guess I'm feeling sorry for myself today."
Charlene held my gaze. "Are you? Or is that just a stray, uncontrolled thought you associated with me?"
"One associated with you. But really me."
"That's good, Rachelle." She tapped a few keys, then faced the deck of cards toward me so I could see the first card clearly — 9. "Focus on the cards."
I already was.
Using her thumb, she fanned the cards so they landed facedown on the table, giving me a very brief glimpse of each one. I can't say I was consciously seeing the number on each card, but a string of numbers popped into my mind as the deck of cards fell in about four seconds.
"What did you see?"
"9, 23, 24, 52, 4, 11, 21, 27, 2, 12, 32, 45 ..." I continued on, because I could see the numbers there in my head, floating across a white horizon the same way I always saw numbers or any other image they showed me. She let me recite what I was seeing, and somewhere in there the voice spoke again.
Amazing. Never get used to it.
Again, Charlene's voice, but really just my mind speaking to me, telling me how impressed I was with myself.
"How'd I do?" I asked when my mind went blank.
She lifted her eyes from the screen. "Good."
"Let's just say your brain is lighting up like a Christmas tree. Slowly but surely we're forcing it to make typical connections. So, yes ..."
I didn't hear the rest because I was seeing her elbow bump her black coffee cup off the table, and I bolted from my chair, acting from pure instinct, not wanting to see the cup shatter on the floor and make a mess. Three steps and I was there, catching the cup before it had fallen more than a foot.
I held it there for a moment, then stood up and set it down, grinning at her. "Close one."
"Close indeed. Thank you, Rachelle."
That was one thing I was really good at. Moving quickly. Project Eden had messed up my brain, but all that rewiring had somehow formed new neural connections that allowed me to perceive and react to motion with catlike quickness. I couldn't exactly catch bullets, but I could move like a ninja, as Steve put it.
Steve Collingsworth was the young DARPA scientist who'd been the first to reach Eden when they dissolved the sky and brought us all out safely. Next to my dad, he was my closest friend now.
Ninja practice, he sometimes called the physical tests they put me through. I sometimes thought Charlene knocked stuff off the table on purpose, just to see how quickly I would react.
They wanted to cure me, I was sure of that, but they also wanted to understand how my brain and body could operate in such a unique way. That's why I was special to them. At times I wondered if they were actually more interested in studying me than helping me, but even so I didn't mind. I, too, wanted to know how I could do the things I could do. If that meant being their guinea pig, so be it.
No one had ever encountered a mind quite as gloriously messed up as mine. If they could figure out what was happening to me, they might be able to re-create the good without the bad. I was playing my part in the evolution of the human mind/body connections.
I returned to my seat, feeling accomplished.
Who are you, dear daughter?
They had told me that was my mother's voice, speaking from the grave.
Just an old memory fragment from Eden.
Re-member your true name.
They knew I was hearing things — no hiding that with the Mindflex on my head. They also knew I was getting much better at ignoring the voices.
Charlene stood, retrieved a clear glass from the cupboard, filled it with water at the sink, and set it down on a silver disk five feet in front of me.
The nickel-plated sensor would read even the slightest change in the atoms contained in the glass and the water.
"Ready when you are," she said.
We'd done this exercise twice in the last week. Focus on the glass and imagine boiling the water. Impossible, naturally, but that was the point. My brain had learned to see the water boiling with my intention to see it in that state. A hallucination I could control.
"Why, if we already know what I'm going to see?" I asked.
"For two reasons. The first is as a simple exercise in retraining your brain. See if you can observe what's really happening."
"The water not moving."
"That's right, even though you think it is. Can you think of it boiling but still see it as it really is — not moving? That's what we still haven't achieved. Fair enough?"
I stared at the glass of water and focused all of my thoughts on seeing it bubbling, boiling, changing, heating, as if I really had that power, like someone from a comic book.
Return to the truth of who you've always been, dear daughter.
The auditory hallucination of my mother's voice distracted me. I dismissed the interruption, drew a deep breath, and began again.
Less than five seconds passed before I saw the water's surface shimmer, as if the glass was vibrating and agitating the surface of the liquid inside.
Small bubbles formed in the water and rose.
Within ten seconds the water was bubbling.
"There," I said, looking up at her.
"You saw the water bubbling?"
I glanced at the water and saw that it was still again. But I already knew that I'd only imagined that boiling.
"Well?" I asked.
"Did your sensors pick up any change in the water?" It sounded ridiculous to me, but they seemed to think it might be possible, so I was a little disappointed when she shook her head.
"All in my mind."
"But what a beautiful mind it is. Want to go again?"
STEVE COLLINGSWORTH stood next to DARPA's director, Theresa Williams, watching Rachelle through the one-way glass, arms crossed. Next to them: Bill Hammond, leader of the now-defunct Project Eden.
It would be an understatement to say that Steve had developed a profound interest in the girl wearing blue jeans, a black shirt, and a new pair of red Converse tennis shoes. Everything about Rachelle fascinated him — the way she flipped her black hair when it hung in her eyes, the way she walked, light as a feather, the way she read her surroundings like a book.
The way she could transform the physical state of water through thought alone.
Real. All of it.
"She moved before Charlene bumped the coffee cup," the director said. "Ten seconds and the water boils. She's getting stronger." Eyes on Steve. "Why wasn't I told?"
"It's nothing new."
"What is new is the ease with which she's doing it."
"Which is why you're here, watching what we're watching."
Theresa looked at the data on the monitor as if to convince herself that what she'd just seen had actually happened.
Steve nodded at the screen. "You see the energy readings. Her operational field extends at least ten feet from her body." Charlene's field extended the mere six inches typical of most humans. "We're still no closer to understanding where all that extra energy comes from."
They'd long ago developed instruments sensitive enough to read a person's energy field in the same way a less sensitive monitor could read a light bulb's energy from a distance. Human beings, like all matter, were made of energy — 99.999 percent of flesh and bone consisted of empty space charged by energy fields that held atoms and subatomic particles in a perceivable form.
Humans "saw" matter, when what really existed was collapsed energy. Part of what the human eye couldn't see was the energy field extending beyond a body, a field that changed dramatically depending on the body's brain activity. Fear limited the frequency of that field, retracting it to within an inch of the typical body. Feelings of gratitude and love operated at a different frequency and expanded the field to several feet in most human bodies.
Most. Not Rachelle's. Hers was much stronger and extended much farther.
Theresa nodded at the monitors, voice tight. "I'm not sure you fully appreciate the danger a person with her abilities poses to a world that essentially runs on information. She proved as much when you put her on television four months ago."
Steve had allowed Rachelle one field interview on an ABC affiliate the same day she'd collapsed Eden. He'd asked her to keep it simple, so she had. She said nothing about Vlad Smith.
His motivation had been split. In part he wanted to protect himself from DARPA's backlash — any firing of him, the man who'd rushed in to help save so many souls, would only raise suspicions among the public. In part he hoped to put Rachelle in the nation's consciousness, thereby protecting her as well.
The brief interview with the blind girl who could now see had gone viral. As had the few seconds in that interview when she'd told the reporter, Robert Martin, that he didn't need to worry about his daughter because she was in a better place now. The camera caught his stunned reply: How could she have known that he'd lost his unborn daughter when his wife was killed in a car accident three months earlier? They hadn't told anyone about the pregnancy. Rachelle offered no response.
Speculation ran rampant as social media and news pundits ran with the story. She became the face of Eden, DARPA's mind-blowing memory-manipulation experiment.
Alarmed, DARPA spun their own version of the events: All in Eden had signed up for the project in full knowledge of the experiment's parameters, designed to measure the effects of memories on both physiological and psychological behavior. What all of the residents, including Rachelle, believed was radically subject to alterations made to their memories within the context of the experiment. Whatever they thought had happened hadn't necessarily happened at all.
What had happened was classified. End of story.
Still, conspiracy theorists made their hay for a couple of months before the story finally died. Everyone wanted to know: How could Rachelle have known that Robert Martin had lost his daughter?
DARPA went silent. They sequestered Rachelle along with her father, David. They simply couldn't allow someone who could read thoughts to roam free.
Within a week of sequestering her, the director concluded that the only way to protect both Rachelle and DARPA was through a radical, drug-induced recontextualization of her memories. And of her mind-reading skills. And of her dreams of another world, from which she claimed all her skills had come. Memory wipes wouldn't work with her — they'd tried — but old-fashioned brainwashing might.
Despite Steve's strong objections, they proceeded, first by dosing both Rachelle's and David's water with Rexpinal each night to suppress their capacity to dream. Dreams gone, they'd wiped David's memory entirely using a procedure called MEP, or Memory Editing Protocol.
In 2017, using engram cells to trace the specific location of memories, MIT had first discovered the mechanism for short- and long-term memory storage. At the outset, memories were simultaneously recorded in both the amygdala and the prefrontal cortex as previously theorized. The amygdala stored short-term memories. It took two weeks for the brain to decide whether the memories in the prefrontal cortex were worth holding on to. If so, the memory became long-term, stored there. If not, the memory was deleted.
All DARPA had to do to wipe a brain of all memories was replicate the brain's process of purging itself.
But the process that worked with others didn't work with Rachelle. Unable to reformat her brain, they'd begun systematic sessions of deconstruction. Old school. The administration of both psychotropic and hallucinogenic drugs had scrambled her mind, leaving her to finally accept that her memories of Eden weren't real.
Over the course of three months, she'd embraced the only diagnosis that made any sense: severe schizophrenia triggered by the trauma of her experience.
Nothing could be further from the truth, but there it was.
Steve turned to Bill Hammond. "I've never doubted the danger she poses. I'm also aware of the danger to Rachelle."
"An unfortunate consequence," Bill returned. "You know as well as anyone that she's a liability."
"A liability? She's the single greatest opportunity for consciousness research this or any organization has stumbled on. I agreed to go along only because it gave us access to a mind that's clearly operating outside our best models. Rachelle understands that much and is agreeable. But I've never liked the deception."
"And what precisely have we learned about consciousness in the last four months? We have to weigh the danger she presents with these parlor tricks."
"There's clearly a field outside of her mind that she's able to access," Steve shot back. "We don't know how external consciousness can be accessed, but we're just getting started. I think —"
"Consciousness outside the mind? We all know consciousness is generated by the mind. Our brains make us conscious."
"So says prevailing science, but from what I'm seeing, Rachelle defies that science. We have to figure out how and why. Isn't that what we're doing here?"(Continues…)
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This was the second book in a fantastic fantasy series. Rachelle was a girl that heard voices as she grew up and then had nightmares. Make sure to read these books in order. You must read The 49th Mystic first to understand all of the horrific things that Rachelle goes through to find the five seals and save two worlds. I received a copy of this book from Revell for a fair and honest opinion that I gave of my own free will.
Rise of the Mystics was an epic conclusion to this two book series that is part of the Circle world. There is a lot going on in this allegorical, action packed, and very suspenseful novel. If you are into fantasy, other worlds, big battles, and really evil bad guys then you will certainly be a fan of this series. From the moment I picked this book up I was hooked into Rachelle’s world (both of them) and wondered where this story was going to take her. Rachelle was a deep character and she had been through so much already, but this story becomes even more personal to her. I liked her character. She was a good girl trying to find peace and a way to forget her nightmares. She was very trusting and that was good and bad in ways. She is the underdog and I rooted throughout the series for her. Both my son and I have been enjoying this series. I was provided with a copy of the novel from the publisher. I was not required to post a positive review and all views and opinions are my own.
The Beyond the Circle Series starts out with The 49th Mystic. Rise of the Mystics is the second and final book in the Beyond the Circle series by Ted Dekker. These are my first books that I have read by Dekker but I understand this new series also plays off of his original Circle series although it can be read independently. Rachelle Matthews is also known as the 49th mystic. She lives in two worlds at once. In the ancient world she is currently locked in a dungeon. She has received three out of five seals in the book one and needs to complete the next two to save the people she loves and cares about. How can she do it in this realm when she is stuck in the dungeon? In the modern earth world she faces even greater struggles to overcome as she faces off with the villain Vlad Smith. I don't want to give away any spoilers so will stop there. I especially like to read a series when I can go right from one book to the next so I was glad that both books were published when I decided to read The 49th Mystic. That said, this book was different than I expected in both the beginning and the ending after reading the first book. I think it is well-written and interesting, but I really didn't like how the main character was treated and some of the storyline. I understand why the storyline had to play out that way to make it all work but I still didn't ENJOY reading what happened to Rachelle, especially at the beginning.However, having said that, I continue to appreciate how easy it is to read between the two worlds and keep the characters straight. I liked the fast paced timing of everything. I never felt bored while reading this book, even though I ached for some of the characters. If you like adventures, with some violence, and allegorical suspense, I encourage you to give the Beyond the Circle series a try. I received this book from the publisher. I was not required to write a positive review.
** “Perception is the lamp that determines your experience of life in this body. If your perception is clear, you’ll experience light and love, not darkness and fear. If your perception is unclear, you’ll see a world of darkness and fear. Judgment is making record of wrong. The choice is ours: to release grievance and see light, or to judge and walk in darkness.” ** The journey of Rachelle Matthews, also known as the 49th Mystic, continues in Ted Dekker’s “Rise of the Mystics,” the second novel in his “Beyond the Circle” series. “Rise of the Mystics” picks up four months after the prior novel. Now 17, Rachelle, her father and the rest of the Eden residents have left the Utah compound, being reprogrammed by DARPA. The officials who are working closely with Rachelle and her father David have attempted to completely reboot her memory, to the point where they’ve made Rachelle believe she’s schizophrenic to explain away her mysterious powers like telekinesis and auditory hallucinations. She is also no longer dreaming of her life in Other Earth, where war is brewing between the two peoples — the Elyonites, who believe in the holy Elyon, and the Horde, who worship the evil Teeleh. In both worlds, she has been tasked to find the Five Seals of Truth — having found the first three in “The 49th Mystic.” With the help of scientist Steven Collingworth, she scrambles to reclaim her identity on present-day Earth. Facing dangerous roadblocks from America’s highest office, she must also face her fears to defeat the evil Vlad Smith who is determined to use her to destroy the Realm of Mystics on Other Earth, crushing the world of Yeshua, also known as Justin. “Rise of Mystics” is written in typical Ted Dekker fashion — deeply spiritual, scientific, philosophical and political. It is a massive love letter, helping the reader to dive deep into their relationship with the Almighty God. This is a tale of love, identity, strength, overcoming fear, transformation and faith, revealing who is the way, the truth and the life. It also reveals several other lessons, like you suffer the same fate you inflict in life; struggles are opportunities for salvation; bad news is only a matter of misperception; don’t be anxious for tomorrow; with faith anything is possible; judgment of ourselves only puts us in prison; the necessity to deny one’s self while letting go of attachments; and the renewing of our minds. It also stretches our mind to question how do we truly know what’s real. The main theme that runs throughout both novels is love. Love of one’s self. Love of our fellow man. Love of our enemy. And love for our eternal creator. This series is a fantastic addition to Dekker’s original Circle series. It will truly blow your mind, taking you to places deep within your soul. However, you must read “The 49th Mystic” before reading “Rise of the Mystics.” You don’t necessarily need to read the original Circle series, but it may provide some background. Fans of Shawn Smucker’s “Day the Angels Fell” series or even authors like Stephen King will love Dekker’s novels. Disclaimer: this story does contain quite a bit of violence and brutal situations. Five stars out of five. Revell, a division of Baker Publishing Group, provided this complimentary copy for my honest, unbiased review.
Rise of the Mystics is book 2 from Ted Dekker’s series, Beyond the Circle. In this installment, Rachelle’s story continues. I was intrigued how it would all end for her. It was interesting how the author was able to use biblical references in this fantasy. The message is pretty powerful. I give Rise of the Mystics four stars. I do recommend for readers to read The 49th Mystic first before starting this one. I received this book from the publisher. This review is 100% my own honest opinion.
“I was the 49th Mystic, and I was searching for the Five Seals of Truth before the Realm of Mystics could be destroyed,” Rachelle remembers in Ted Dekker’s novel, Rise of the Mystics. ~ What ~ Part two of two in the Beyond the Circle series, this four-hundred-and-eighteen-page paperback targets those who enjoy futuristic mystical fiction with other-worldly characters and analogies to Christianity. Using slang words such as crap and heck, topics of dream-control, imprisonment, torture, and death may not be appropriate for immature readers. The ending has the author’s biography and advertisements plus Talya’s Journal on the Forgotten Way. Using mainly the New American Standard Bible, the ABPE, BLB, ESV, HCSB, ISV, KJV, NHEB, and NIV are also referenced. In this sequel to the first book that is set in the future on two worlds that are two-hundred years apart, Rachelle continues to travel between the Earth and Other Earth whenever she dreams to overcome Vlad Smith and his evil plans. As she deals with two worlds of polarity, she surrenders herself to loving without judgment as her memory gets wiped in one world and she turns into one she abhors in another in her quest to uncover the fourth and fifth seal to save the Realm. It is only until she learns True Love that she can save those around her and herself. ~ Why ~ This is a sci-fi fantasy complete with good and evil, love versus hatred, and acceptance with understanding. The author writes with vivid detail, often in first person from the protagonist’s view of having forgotten who she is and what she needs to do. It promotes that true love holds no record of wrong and how hatred is devastating. I appreciated it contains a recap of the first book at its beginning. ~ Why Not ~ Those who do not like futuristic fiction that involves mysticism, allegory, and fantasy will pass on this read. Some may feel the book gets complicated with two ongoing worlds that do not track as well as the first book. Others may find its connection to Scripture not completely Biblical, sometimes confusing and conflicting. ~ Wish ~ Having read the prior book, I found this one even more of a challenge as it includes out-of-context Biblical theory and sometimes randomly. Some may question if it endorses an accurate plan of eternal salvation as there was no asking forgiveness of sin, Jesus shedding His blood on the cross, or His resurrection but more of a “follow your heart – all is love” concept. Although I liked some of both worlds’ characters, I found the conclusion baffling regarding universal redemption and the journal’s interpretations and applications sometimes misrepresenting. Due to stretching the Bible to accommodate the story and vice versa, I agreed with Vlad telling Aaron and David on page 68, “You must know by now that if you torture any scripture long enough, you can get it to say whatever you want.” I prefer all pronouns of God capitalized for reference. ~ Want ~ If you like a futuristic book about True Love in two dark worlds, this may interest you, but I found it too confusing, rambling, and perhaps distorted from Biblical theology so cannot promote it as Christian fantasy. Thanks to Baker Publishing for this complimentary book that I am under no obligation to review. #RiseoftheMystics #BeyondtheCircle
Rachelle Matthews is the 49th Mystic and is tasked in Earth and Other Earth to find all five seals or both worlds as she knows them will end. The problem? The evil Vlad is after her and has crossed into each realm with one intent. To stop her at all costs. He wants evil to reign. Can she race against time and look past her own faults to solve the mystery of the seals before it’s too late? When I finished reading Rise of the Mystics one word popped into my head. WOW. It left me breathless. Ted Dekker’s profound gift of writing and his imagination pierces the soul. This book opens the reader’s mind to reach deep and examine their faith. It did me. It is a thought-provoking end to the Beyond the Circle series and completes the Circle with a bang! The imagery and use of the senses in this book will amaze the reader and put them right on the page into both worlds. The plot has numerous twists that kept me glued, holding my breath until the very end. Each character in this series comes to life on the page and has the reader thinking about them long after they close the book. I loved all the emotions Rachelle goes through on her journey to discover the five seals. They are exactly what we go through in life. Fear, joy, love, anger. I encourage the reader to read all of the books in the Circle first as it will open them up to all of the characters and the worlds the author has created. They each have profound messages. The allegory aspects in this book will blow the reader away. They are crystal clear and will have you pumping your fist, YES! I give Rise of the Mystics five brilliantly lit stars. This book will have you thinking about faith, Jesus, heaven, and much more! Let’s all find The Forgotten Way. **Book has been provided courtesy of Baker Publishing Group and Graf-Martin Communications, Inc. for my honest review.
Incredible Journey....If you have read any of the Circle books, you must follow up with The 49th Mystic and Rise of the Mystics. The journey will change your perception of true sight and what it means to see light in the darkness. Rachelle takes us on her journey of "Diving Deep" to find God's light within us all. It is a mind-bending journey that we must all take in order to have the blindness removed. She takes us through the struggles of what it means to truly love and what it feels like to be loved. I for one hope Ted is not finished with the Circle Books! Enjoy!!!
Loved bith books in this series and I have a feeling Eden may yet be revisited as it rises from the rumble
This is a book that you'll want to lose yourself in, in the best possible way. As a long-time reader of all books Dekker, this book ranks with his best. It wrecked me, and I'm probably going to turn around and read it over again."Rise of the Mystics", along with part One,"The 49th Mystic", put the final bold exclamation point on the Circle books (which I also highly recommend). Dekker's metaphorical and allegorical ability scrapes away the patina of dead religiosity that obscures the scriptures and reveals a power and beauty in the Way that the world has forgotten. These books will captivate your imagination, bring tears to your eyes, transform your understanding, and leave you shouting in joyous worship. Most highly recommend.
The 49th Mystic was the best book I’d read this year, so I was thrilled to read Rise of the Mystics at the end of the summer. It didn’t disappoint. While 49th Mystic moves more quickly, Rise of the Mystics burns slowly with truths we all need to hear and understand. So many things I know, and yet I’d never thought of them like this. I’d never seen them clearly. Rise of the Mystics will take the scales from your eyes and show you what you’ve been missing your whole life. If you haven’t read The 49th Mystic yet, go do it now. And then immediately pick up Rise of the Mystics. You won’t regret it in the slightest. In fact, I think it might turn everything you think you know on its head. I’ll be reading this series again, without a doubt. Won’t you join me?
Rise of the Mystics is a beautiful book that made me think about what is really important. It helped me to gain an understanding of what I had forgotten for so long and to treasure the hope that I have now.
The story picks up right where the first book, The 49th Mystic leaves off; with a review for any who have not read the first book, or it has been a while since they had read it. Rachelle takes you along on her journey of discovery as she searches for the last two of the five seals. The truths she learns about herself, others, and her beliefs on her journey are enlightening. I found myself doing a lot of introspective searching along with Rachelle as she does self-examination. In true Ted Dekker fashion this book makes you think outside the box. I read through Rise of the Mystics twice and learned deeper truths the second time.
Other than reading the Bible, I've never had a book stir me so deeply on a spiritual level until I read Rise of the Mystics and the 49th Mystic. Ted Dekker has an incredible gift of drawing the reader in and not letting go even after the book finishes. The depth of the spiritual truths that he unveils is beyond compare. I will be thinking, mulling, and praying over the new insights that I gained through scripture due to reading this two-book series. I HIGHLY recommend the 49th Mystic and Rise of the Mystics as something all Christians should read. You won't be disappointed. Thank you for these books, Ted. They have touched my life in a deep and profound way. While I was given an advanced copy, it has been my delight and pleasure to read and review the book. I was not required to provide a positive review - 2018.