I, was born in Lancaster, Pennsylvania, on June 8, 1943 to a Christian family and accepted Jesus at an early age. In Jr. High School, I became interested in writing and drama. I wrote poems, articles and a few short stories, and plays. In college, I won second prize in a contest with a Biblical short story, which now forms part of my first novel, “Of Such Is The Kingdom, A novel of the Christ and the Roman Empire,” published in 2003.
In 2010, I wrote the sequel, “Of Such Is the Kingdom, Part III,
Power and Persecution, A Novel of the early Church and the Roman Empire.”
I also wrote a Sci-fi novel, “Impossible Journey, A Tale of Times and Truth” and a non-fiction book, “Principles of the Kingdom."
I graduated from Clearwater Christian College in 1970 with a B.A. degree in Bible-Literature, and from Biblical School of Theology in 1974 with a M. Div. Ordained in November, 1974, I served as assistant pastor/Bible teacher in several churches. I also served in a foreign-student ministry, where I met my wife, Berenice Carett from Venezuela.
In 2014 I wrote an American historical novel, called "The Christmas Victory."
This excerpt looks both back and forward--back to the joys of past Christmases and forward to the depression and misery and lack of Christmas spirit which would now begin to be Henry's portion as a result of his wife's tragic death.
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This is the full-color Christmas Gift Edition, but you can still get the original edition, if you prefer.
The Christmas Victory (Gift Edition) A Gem of a Sermon, All Wrapped Up In a Historical Novel
But this year was to be different. There would be no sleigh rides this year—No carol singing and no giggles. This December, 1861, as he sat in his study staring blankly out the window at the beautifully lighted tree his children had decorated, Henry was filled with a strange sense of ambivalence. He missed his dear wife, Fanny so much that it hurt. She loved Christmas so. She would always be the one to get the ball rolling, so to speak—to encourage the children to trim the tree, to go shopping with them and help them wrap their presents, to bake the cookies—he could almost smell the aroma of her cookies baking now. It had been five months since the fatal fire, but he could see it in his mind’s eye as though it were yesterday. In fact, Henry could see that whole disastrous summer in his mind’s eye. It had been a time of great disappointment indeed.