Many years have passed since David Ponder discovered the Seven Decisions during a divine journey through time. Now 74 years old, Ponder has lost the one thing that mattered to him most—his wife, Ellen. Despite his personal and professional success, he now sits alone at the top of his 55-story high-rise contemplating the unthinkable, just as he did 28 years ago.
However, just as things are looking their darkest, Ponder is informed through divine channels that he is needed now more than ever. This is mankind’s last chance. Millennia of avarice, pride, and hate have sent humanity hurtling toward inevitable disaster, and far from its original purpose. There is only one solution that can reset the compass and right the ship—and it is only two words. Ponder, along with a cast of famous historical figures, must work quickly to discover this solution. The fate of the world rests on their shoulders.
In the spirit of its New York Times bestselling predecessor, The Traveler’s Gift, The Final Summit explores the historically proven principles that have guided our greatest leaders for centuries. Andrews combines a riveting narrative with astounding history in order to show us the one thing we must do…when we don’t know what to do.
The Final Summit will show you…
- What you can do when you don’t know what to do
- How to set your life on a meaningful path
- The importance of embarking on a never-ending search for truth
- Why hope is still vital in a world that sometimes seems hopeless
The Final Summit provides guidance and insight custom-tailored for the problems of the modern world. This book is for anyone who wants to do something to help, but doesn’t know where to start. By illuminating the time-tested lessons of history, Andy Andrews shows us what we can do to begin working toward solutions TODAY. Be a person of action, and do something.
From the Pages of the Book…
Overwhelmed by grief, David reached for the tobacco pouch and the seven decisions and drew them into a pile. Placing his arms around the items and his head on top of his arms, he wept in great, agonizing cries.
After a time, with his head still on his desk and his tears spent, said aloud, “I don’t know what to do. I just don’t know what to do.”
“And you are not alone in that sentiment,” a voice replied. “Perhaps that is why I am here.”
Startled, David jerked his head up and stared open mouthed into a face he had not seen in twenty-eight years—the Archangel Gabriel.