It began with a sound that wasn’t quite an explosion, more like the sky exhaling into a quiet Canadian street. An ordinary evening turned extraordinary when something small, red, and warm fell into the hands of an 82-year-old man named Anthony. What he thought was a rock became the spark that reignited his purpose, his faith, and perhaps the world around him.
Anthony was a man on the edge of giving up, tired from years of preaching, questioning, and watching a broken world spin further from compassion. Yet in that strange object, he found a pulse of new life. His aches disappeared, his mind sharpened, and his spirit lifted. What began as curiosity transformed into a calling.
When he placed the rock beside his pillow that night, he could not have known it would soon lead him into acts of healing that defied reason. A dying woman stood up after months in a hospital bed. A man given days to live walked again. And in each act, Anthony felt both smaller and larger, an ordinary man touched by something unexplainable yet profoundly good.
But Bigger isn’t about miracles alone. It’s about rediscovery; the moment when hope returns to those who had quietly stopped believing. It’s about how courage doesn’t retire at eighty-two, and how faith, stripped of institutions and titles, becomes the most powerful medicine of all.
Anthony’s story reminds us that life doesn’t stop offering purpose; sometimes, we stop reaching for it. Through love, humility, and the quiet fire of something divine, he proves that renewal is possible at any age. Bigger is not just a novel; it’s a heartbeat of belief, pulsing through the pages, asking each reader: what if your moment of wonder hasn’t passed, but is still waiting to fall right into your hands?