Joseph stared at the gold, wagons, horses, food and other gifts they had left Jesus. It was unbelievable. Where could he hide it all? Herod would find out for sure and come for the boy.
The Birth of Christ: A Christmas Mini-Series
The Birth of Christ by Leslie Crouse Mary could hardly breath with each pain, but when Joseph and the innkeeper, Hananiah, ushered her into the stable it was like walking into the arms of an old friend. Every smell warmed and comforted. The fresh hay. The soft sounds of the sheep. Hananiah gave them some... Continue Reading →
The Wise Men: A Christmas Mini-Series
Belteshazzar choked on his wine when Arash's voice suddenly broke into his peaceful morning thoughts. “Sir! We have found it among Daniel's writings!”
An Angry Father: A Christmas Mini-Series
Joseph by Leslie Crouse Joseph planted his feet and stared him down. “Balaam, I will not tolerate your stubborn antics.” He hated this donkey. The typical, rebellious gleam was in Balaam’s eyes. Every time Joseph needed him, the creature would dig his back hooves into the ground making a stubborn last stand. Or sit, if... Continue Reading →
Mary’s Visit: A Christmas Mini-Series
Mary left before dawn. Her father would not see her off. Her mother had asked a friend who had business in Jerusalem to escort Mary. "Tell no one," mother had said. Mary walked in silence preparing her heart for the coming storm of more unbelief, accusations, anger and discipline.
Mary’s Hiding Place: A Christmas Mini-Series
Mary's Hiding Place by Leslie Crouse …continued from The Shepherd's Sword. ~ FIFTEEN MONTHS BEFORE THE BIRTH OF CHRIST ~ Mary fell back into the fresh hay finding comfort in the clean, grassy scent of her father stable. Every morning before dawn she came to the stable to pray. Few understood it. But Sarah, her mother,... Continue Reading →
The Shepherd’s Sword: A Christmas Mini-Series
The Shepherd's Sword by Leslie Crouse ...continued from The Shepherd. Belial had not been informed of Heaven's plan. But Darkness had heard the angel's announcement. All of creation did. He quickly rallied the powers of Darkness for a counter attack. If it was war Heaven wanted, war it would get. This invasion was not to... Continue Reading →
The Shepherd: A Christmas Mini-Series
The Shepherd by Leslie Crouse ...continued from The Innkeeper's Wife. Shammah slid loaves of bread, raisin cakes and dried figs into his pack. Strapping on his canteen and bed roll he was almost ready. He just needed his staff, his rod and his sword. He did not usually carry a sword, but he had a... Continue Reading →
The Innkeeper’s Wife: A Christmas Mini-Series
The Innkeeper's Wife by Leslie Crouse ...continued from The Innkeeper. “That MAN! What was he thinking?!” Outside Evie took a deep breath and then another. She knew what Hananiah had been thinking. That infuriating, practical, wonderful man of hers was thinking of her. She saw that look in his eye at dinner. For twenty, long... Continue Reading →
The Innkeeper: A Christmas Mini-Series
The Innkeeper by Leslie Crouse Hananiah sat amidst the noisy dinner guests watching them fight over the last of Evie’s famous challah bread. His wife was the best cook in Bethlehem and he was big enough to prove it. Evie’s heart was even bigger. He watched her serve their guests with that soft smile and... Continue Reading →