My Journal
Where I share my thoughts in words.when Messiah comes
It was cold when Madeleine Rosenberg stepped out of the door of the Tallman Center for the Performing Arts. The wind grabbed the door and banged it shut behind her. She clutched her instrument case and half stepped, half skated forward on the icy sidewalk.It had been...
tell me about Christmas. . .
a month of stories for Christmas. beginning December 1
is it okay for Christians to celebrate Christmas?
We wish you a pagan Christmas. What?That's an oxymoron, right?Christmas, by its very definition, originates from the person of Christ, the name says it plainly. And doesn't that rule out paganism?The answer is more complicated that it might first appear. A couple of...
Kristallnacht
It happened tonight.79 years ago. Kristallnacht.Night of Broken GlassHere's an excerpt from my newest book:‘Where are you going?” An SA man grabbed his shoulder and stared into his face. “You need to stay here and witness the indignation of the German people...
The Tracker
(One day, thinking about the desperation frontier families might have felt when a child was kidnapped and realizing the relief they would embrace by making contact with an expert who could find the missing one. . . I wrote this introductory vignette. What would...
Fairy-tale Truths
#1: Regardless of your social status, the King invites you to the palace.#2 The whole earthly kingdom is sleeping under a curse.#3 The mirror of the Word does not lie; Jesus is the Fairest of them all.#4 Like glossy, poisonous apples, all Satan’s offers are...
Sacking the Muse
Too many great books have never been penned because their writers were held hostage by waning inspiration. It’s time for a deliberate approach to creativity. It’s time to sack the muse.Artists of every genre feel the pain of low ebb; it’s a debilitating condition. And...
Unexpected Gifts, Part 4
Unexpected Gifts (an old-fashioned Christmas story) Part 4 - the end Valorie Bender Quesenberry He strained his eyes to see anything other than whipping snow. Turning around 180 degrees on the spot, he began to walk, his arms out in front of him. Surely,...
Unexpected Gifts, Part 3
Unexpected Gifts(an old-fashioned Christmas story)Part 3- Valorie Bender Quesenberry When Billie Sue pulled into the circle in front of the farmhouse, the snow was laying so deep that Jacquelyn was afraid she might...
Unexpected Gifts, Part 2
Unexpected Gifts(an old-fashioned Christmas story)Part 2 Valorie Bender Quesenberry Jacquelyn Benson stuffed her hands into the pockets of her blue serge coat and shivered. Of all days for Billie Sue to be late picking her up! Of course, things were...
