I Don't Know Who I Am Anymore

Wesley Aames came to New Covenant to heal other people. Instead, he is shot in his own sanctuary, left with a ruined arm, a broken parish, and a town that wants answers. A young man's suicide causes the pastor's tidy theology to unravel. While he navigates police inquiries, parish politics, and a funeral for a nameless veteran, Wesley must reckon with his past—his failures as a husband, a father, a would-be savior—and learn to shepherd a messy town that will not be soothed by platitudes. Wesley is forced into a two-front fight—hold the people who still believe in him, and stop a legal cascade that could crush lives.

This is a book about what a church asks of a person—and what a person asks of a church: service, confession, and the courage to stand where violence and kindness meet. With grace and unflinchingly human detail, the novel asks whether a damaged man can lead grace to thrive again, or whether mercy itself will be swallowed by headlines.

This is a portrait of a man who must be both pastor and fighter—healing bruises that won't show up on X-rays while racing to save the living from the dead-weight of grief and judgment.