More Than Conquerors

Hello everyone, my name is Daniel Helland.

Since I was a young boy I have been writing stories. Under my bed I have a bucket full of pads and binders that I wrote my ‘books’ in over the years. I guess it was around the age of thirteen that I got serious about writing, and wrote a medieval fantasy novel. It was meant to have a sequel but I never completed one. At age fifteen I wrote a Western. And then in September of 2015, I started a two year journey to write and publish More Than Conquerors: A Tale of the Huguenots – my first attempt at historical fiction.

My book has often been likened to Henty’s novels.  However, some have said that it is similar Ballantyne’s writings because of its plot and character development. Because it is set in the Reformation, religion is a powerful factor in the story – religion and faith that is. In truth, it was rather a showdown between the two. Old and young have enjoyed this book. A small book club of young people is digging into More Than Conquerors, while many people more advanced in years are also reading. There is something for everybody, I hope.

More Than Conquerors is a high adventure tale interwoven seamlessly with the history of the Reformation that follows the experiences of three men in 16th Century France, a country torn by civil war. Theodore, a young man who wants to fight for a worthy cause, Charles, an older man who wants to kick one more dent into the world, and Johanne, Theodore’s uncle, a man of reason who is about to have his philosophies challenged to their core. The reader will walk through the streets of Calvin’s Geneva, see a coastal city besieged by a massive royal army, tour the halls and corridors of the Louvre palace in Paris, and sail to the jungles of Brazil. There are armies on the field of battle, Inquisitors in dark tunnels, tribes of cannibals in the forest, and humble preachers ministering to their congregations in caves secretly.

It was an incredible time period, and I wanted to capture some of the excitement of the period in a story. My hope is that my readers will enjoy More Than Conquerors, and learn something from the courageous Huguenots themselves, as I did.

“They have the power and the money,” Theodore said. He looked at a Bible on his professor’s desk. “But we have the faith.” -More than Conquerors

This post is taken from the blog Don’t You Know That I’m Singing, where a giveaway is being held through April 7th 2018. Don’t You Know That I’m Singing

 

Mid-Valley Christian Homeschool Conference

Neh 4:14 And I looked, and rose up, and said unto the nobles, and to the rulers, and to the rest of the people, Be not ye afraid of them: remember the Lord, which is great and terrible, and fight for your brethren, your sons, and your daughters, your wives, and your houses.

The first annual Mid-Valley Christian Homeschool Conference was held in my hometown of Lebanon yesterday. The keynote speaker was Heidi St. John. My sister Abigail and I jumped on the chance to have a booth there and promote my book More Than Conquerors. We sold a number of books and got to talk to a lot of people about the Huguenots and the reasons I chose at age 17 to start writing about them. People of all ages showed interest in this historical adventure story, which goes to show that there is a growing need for wholesome books of that genre in our day.

Thanks to the men and women who coordinated this event – from my observations it was very much a success and I hope they hold it for many years to come.

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More Than Conquerors is available on Amazon and Barnes and Noble

My book More Than Conquerors has been officially released! Thanks to all those who have encouraged and helped me along the way to get the book to this point. It is available in softcover, hardcover, and ebook forms on Amazon.com and it is available in hardcover form on Barnes and Noble.

Anyone who is interested in a high adventure historical novel should enjoy this stirring tale about the Huguenots.

Scott Walker Reviews More Than Conquerors

I told Daniel that I was intrigued about learning about the events of that time, and for some good educational fun I would work as a co-editor. I thought it best that I read it fresh and make proposed edits as they came to my mind. I found the subject of this little-taught period in France of particular interest to me.

I began reading it and I was quickly thrust into the past. I was surprised how fast I found interest in following the characters portrayed, and their developing story.

Now, back then, all in the land had fallen into war. War had been ordered by the King and his soldiers whom, under imperial orders were to kill all those that would not submit to the Catholic religion, and accept the Pope as God’s agent on earth.

A major war was underway between two major religious groups in the City of Paris (mid 16th Century Paris, France) with its outlying country rural townships and estates. The king no longer allowed freedom to any church that was not Roman Catholic. The soldiers were ordered to kill all and whole families fell: men, women and children.

The two groups then were known as the Catholics and the Huguenots. The Huguenots were of the Protestant faith and had reformed beliefs influenced heavily by John Calvin.

The Huguenots found themselves tragically opposed by the King and his enormous army. The king’s attacks intensified against the Huguenots as the story goes on. Both sides used their best weapons of the time – swords, muskets, halberds and large heavy cannons. I realized the raw horrors of war as I pictured the scenes – like the dumping of hot oil onto the enemies scaling the city walls.

The book quickly develops a set of main characters to follow throughout this book. Some of the leading characters were Calvin’s followers who traveled to France for the “grand cause” of the Reformation.

As the story continues to unfold, we see how the Huguenots were dealt a devastating blow in Paris, even as peace seemed imminent.

The setting outside the walls of Paris is that of old France. Rolling hills, rural townships. Sprawling estates served by workers owned by noble men, of heritage and prestige.

For years prior, the Huguenots had lived peaceably at La Rochelle. They had come to know its surrounding lands. It was here where the Huguenots made their final strong stand against the King.

Even though the King wanted to rid the town of all the Huguenots once and for all, his soldiers met with great resistance there and suffered great losses. Stories of brave deeds abound, as well as the sorrow of loss and the reality of tragedy.

Just as I was starting to become discouraged at all the blood-shed in Paris and the war moving into La Rochelle, this story takes a twist. A grand adventure is launched at sea.

A group of leaders undertake a treacherous sea voyage to Brazil to rescue the Huguenots that were enslaved by the Portuguese and their Spanish allies in Brazil. Those enslaved were forced to labor in the sweltering jungles to carve out new settlements. The challenges of the Huguenots in Brazil were many; the author paints a picture and a story of struggle, disease, calamity, war, and the grand conclusion of the journey.

At this point, the book takes on two fronts at once in both France and in the new world of Brazil.

As the book comes to a close, the reader learns of the fate of many main characters of the story, and how the years of time reshaped everything.

I was pleased to take part in editing this story of the Huguenots.

 

Scott Walker – May 31, 2017

How the Reformation Changed Your World

500 years ago on October 31rst, Martin Luther nailed the 95 Theses to the door of the Church there in Wittenberg, sparking a cultural revolution that spanned all of Europe. None were left untouched. Nothing was left unscathed by the Reformation, whether it be economic, religious, scientific, political, or even military.

The rise of the middle class can probably be attributed, at least in part, to the Reformation. Before the Reformation there could hardly be said to exist a middle class.

The dissolution of monarchies and rise of republics can be attributed to the Reformation. Before the Reformation there was the King, and above the King, the Pope. There was no such thing as representative government.

Some suggest that the Scientific Revolution can be directly, or at least indirectly, attributed to the Reformation. Without the changes in thought and values wrought by the Reformation, modern science would not have developed as it did. There are those who say, there never would have been modern science were it not for the Reformation. And more.

The idea that an army can be civil, and not pillage and plunder as they went their way, this too can be attributed to the Reformation. I think of great military commanders Oliver Cromwell, who led the New Model Puritan Army in England, and Gaspard de Coligny, who led Huguenot armies in France, these men were Christians, and they were willing to alter the status quo in how they ran their armies.

The beginnings of denominations can be attributed to the Reformation. The Lutherans were followers of, well, Luther. The Calvinists were followers of, you guessed it, Calvin – and these might include Baptists, Presbyterians, and others. The Mennonites were followers of Menno Simons. The Anabaptists were followers of Anna the Baptist – you’ve heard of Anna the Baptist right? One of my favorite Reformers of all time. Maybe not. I’ll have to read into that more.

Economic, religious, scientific, political, and military. I can think of no event that had such a dramatic effect on the history of mankind save Christ’s coming and the beginning of Christianity. The Reformation brought about the end of the Middle Ages and the beginning of modern times.

Now I say all this knowing that many of us hardly have a clue of what the Reformation is. What was the Reformation? That’s the question.

The Reformation is best exemplified by Martin Luther, nailing the theses on the door of the church, calling out the abuses of the Roman Catholic Church of that time. But people were pushing for Reform in the church long before Luther – hundreds of years earlier in fact.

Through the middle ages, Europe was going through turbulent times, often called the Dark Ages. The rise of the Catholic Church is partly due to this. People needed help, and people needed leadership. Religion, by way of the Catholic Church, was what kept people going, and believe it or not, the first Pope was probably a genuine Christian. The Church grew, and amassed power that it never should of, and corruption followed. This is the story of 1200s, the 1300s, and the 1400s. The people lived in fear, poverty and superstition. Hygiene was horrible and disease was rampant. And the church was in the hands of the state. Its priests and bishops were corrupt. They didn’t read the Bible that they claimed to preach from. They didn’t let the masses read the Bible lest they see the corruption of the church. They made laws that were not Scriptural, for instance, that the bishops and Pope could not marry. They could not marry, yet they certainly had children.

Religion was in shambles. People like John Wycliffe and John Huss stood up against the abuses of the church in those days, and they prepared the way for Luther.

The only religious group that really tried to live honest lives was the monks. They fasted and tried to help people. Martin Luther was a monk you see. Martin Luther had great faith in religion, no pun intended. He visited Rome, expecting to find a city of piety and love, but found it to be a medieval Las Vegas, with religion superstitious and oftentimes cruel. The priests were making money off the ignorant people with their selling of indulgences, and Martin Luther was appalled. The result was his writing of the 95 Theses.

Martin Luther was a real person. He had a slightly bombastic nature and a strong and sometimes abrasive personality. Listen to his own words.

“I find nothing that promotes work better than angry fervor. For when I wish to compose, write, pray and preach well, I must be angry. It refreshes my entire system, my mind is sharpened, and all unpleasant thoughts and depression fade away.”

These character traits in Martin Luther made him a real firebrand, able to spark off the Reformation for the long haul, as it were. Calvin came a little later, and swept up the pieces behind him, tidying up everything into a consistent theology. You know, Luther actually is said to have thrown the book of James into the river because it was a ‘straw epistle.’ He also despised the book of Esther for its ‘heathen unnaturalities.’ He said it was less worthy of being in the Bible than the ‘History of Susanna and of the Dragon.’ What I would give to have been a fly on the wall in heaven when Luther met Esther and James up there.

But he was a man whom God called and used mightily. Numbers of Reformers came after him, and though they didn’t agree all the time, there were five doctrines that they all united around. Those were:

 

  1. Sola Scriptura (“Scripture alone”)
  2. Sola Fide (“faith alone”)
  3. Sola Gratia (“grace alone”)
  4. Solus Christus (“Christ alone”)
  5. Soli Deo Gloria (“to the glory of God alone”)

These doctrines were what built the Reformation. These doctrines changed the course of history. And if we accept these doctrinal principles into our lives, a lot of change can happen in our world today.

 

500th Anniversary of the Reformation October 31rst

Through some hard work and God’s providence, me and my publisher met our deadline to produce a paperback copy of my book, More Than Conquerors, on the 500th Anniversary of the Reformation. I’ll tell you, it was close, but we did it. We’d been planning this for 500 years.

It was just a proof copy for my review, but make no mistake, more copies are to follow.

While More Than Conquerors is not necessarily a book on the Reformation, there is no doubt that the Huguenots were the face of the Reformation in France, and the wars they fought were a direct result of religious as well as political persecution. It was in the spirit of “We must obey God rather than man” that they took up arms and rallied together to fight against the royal powers of France. Thus it was fitting my book should hit the world on the same day, 500 years later, that Luther hit the door of Wittenberg with his 95 Theses. The Reformer John Calvin and his faithful friend Beza (who are both in my book) would be proud.

Expect More Than Conquerors to hit the market soon!

 

Who Were the Huguenots and Who Were Their Enemies?

Time to learn something new.

Who were the Huguenots?

I suppose the simple answer would be, French Calvinists. This is a fair generalization, as it is true their foes often called them, “Lackeys of the Genevan Reformer Calvin.” But in many ways this designation is inaccurate, for many Huguenots could not be classified as being Calvinist in doctrine, and represented other shades of Protestantism. Furthermore, the term “Calvinist” was not in use yet, as Calvin was contemporary with the time period. Indeed, even before Calvin came to faith there were Huguenots burning at the stake in the very streets he would have walked.

Another reason this designation is lacking is because it describes the Huguenots as being merely a religious force, whereas they were in reality nearly as much a political force as a religious one. According to historian Charles Carleton Coffin, many Catholics, discontented with the King, joined the Huguenot party. Historian Bill Potter points out that at one point, one third of the French nobility (thousands of individuals) identified themselves as being Huguenots. It would be wrong to suggest that all of them were Calvinist, orthodox Christians.

So who were the Huguenots? The answer can best be found by examining who their enemies were. Their enemies were the establishment. The status quo. The way things had always been, and many hoped would always be.

Here are the three main players that would see the Huguenots done away with.

  1. The Most Christian King

The King of France was the only monarch in all Christendom given the esteemed title ‘The Most Christian King.’ Through a series of ceremonies and rituals, the King of France, during his coronation, was essentially wedded to the international Roman Catholic Church. Of course, before the Reformation there was not much the King had to do to earn this title, besides waging an occasional crusade against the Waldensians or the Albigenses in the Alps, who they called witches and heretics. These two groups eventually faded away or merged with the Protestants.

When the Reformation did occur, however, the King had to take seriously his obligation to expel all heresy, superstition, or error in his country. This meant no tolerance for the Huguenots. In that day there was no such thing as religious tolerance anyways, let alone religious liberty. While it is strange for us to consider, the conecept was simply taboo back then, among Catholics and often even Protestants. Because he had so much sway over religion, the King was literally a ‘god’ in all his power.

  1. The Priests

The Priests were to be found in all the different towns and villages – they were essentially ministers to whom you could confess sins and receive indulgences. These men eventually abused their power to the point that they were practically living off the uneducated peasantry. Many were corrupt and licentious. Many attained priesthood while they were yet children. The Reformation taught people to think independently and read the Bible for themselves. This directly challenged the priest’s authority. Throughout the 1560s, the priests often amassed soldiers or mobs to go kill the Huguenots.

  1. The Guise Family, Spain, and the Pope

The Guises were a proud, noble family that basically represented the Papacy and Spanish interests in the French Court. Above all, they desired power. Because of this, they particularly hated the Montmorency family, which was sort of a rival in influence. One important Montmorency was no other but Admiral de Coligny himself.

Spain, ruled by the Holy Roman Emperor, Philip the Second, was often referred to as the Sword of the Antichrist by the Protestants of that time. It was the Spanish who conquered massive territories in the New World, and from these they were able to rein in considerable gold and treasure, with which they could pay their soldiers. It is estimated that Philip the Second, at that time, owned more land than any other emperor in all history. Truly, there was no greater political and religious force in Europe at that time than the Spanish, up until the defeat of the Spanish Armada by the English.

So these were the three entities, entrenched for years in their power, arrogance, wealth, and prestige, that waged war on the humble Huguenots, each for their own specific reasons. Though the Huguenots never fully supplanted them in French politics or religion, it is very obvious that each of these groups had their influence and sway severely broken ere the age of the Huguenots was over.

“The king might comply, but the Guises, never. They had the money, they could start a war, and the pope and Spain would be behind them. The king would just watch. Even now, anybody could call upon the bloodthirsty mobs of Paris to kill all suspected of heresy. Or Francis could hire foreign mercenaries, like the deadly Swiss, to locate and murder Huguenot officials.”

Book Preview! Chapter 7 – With the Huguenot League

Chapter 7: With the Huguenot League

That night the fog cleared away, and the company of men slept peacefully in the woods under the glistening stars overhead. Theodore felt rather sick, and consequently, had trouble falling to sleep. That day he had seen, in a matter of moments, more violence than he had ever witnessed before in his life. And if it wasn’t for this Huguenot League, he, his uncle, and his guide and companion Charles, would certainly all have perished – would have been riddled with crossbow darts! These thoughts caused him to revert to one of his favorite pastimes, deep reflection.

As he carried on in this way, he was suddenly startled by voices, talking. Presently, he realized that he was not the only one awake, and that in fact, two men were sitting up conversing with one another. Brushing aside his own thoughts, including the one that suggested he should not eavesdrop, he devoted himself chiefly to listening.

“It’s nice to have some quiet,” a lower voice was saying. Theodore recognized it as being Mark’s. “Nowadays, I anticipate in the day, the coming of the night.”

“You are strange in that respect, my friend,” the other voice, Charles, replied. He was stoking and arranging a fire that had burnt down to ashes. “If I anticipate the night, it is only because I am tired in the day. But you, and you have always been this way, never seem to tire out. There! At least we have some light!” The wood and kindling had quickly caught fire when he laid it over the hot ashes. “And now, seeing as it is just you and me, we can catch up with one another. Spare me no details.”

“I am not quite sure what you mean,” Mark said, his face grimmer and sterner than usual.

Charles’s toothpick began to turn. “What I mean is, what’s up in the wide and wild world – you know, since I’ve left it.”

Mark chuckled quietly, and then said, “I think it is fair that we begin by you telling me why you are back out here. After all, last I heard of you, you had retired to the saintly Swiss town of Geneva, never to return, you and all the secrets you carry. Then, I find a group of three men beset by a garrison of soldiers, I am moved by pity, I rescue them out of my own goodwill, and find that amongst them, is you! And in your natural atmosphere as well. I think you owe me some explanation.”

This time Charles chuckled. “I couldn’t help it. I had to come back out, to France. The young man with me – we developed a friendly relationship – I having saved him from a mad dog – he decided he was going to France. To fight for our liberty.”

“I see. Nonetheless, I thought you would have resisted the first temptation a little better.”

“France will be no worse by my being here,” Charles said with pride. “Theodore and I, and his worthy uncle, a philosopher… a philosopher… a studious man… are going to La Rochelle.”

“Good timing!” Mark said. “My followers and I are also heading there. We can escort you – you’ll be less likely to fall into trouble… again.” He smiled. “Many of the towns hereabouts have had their eyes on you three, that is evident by the way those crossbow men assailed you without asking questions.”

“How do you know this?”

“It seems you have aroused suspicions your whole way, wandering through the woods, as you have been; and, as you know, now, France is in a very suspicious mood.”

“It’s not hard to see that the third war is coming,” Charles said rather gravely. “I expect the time is coming in which La Rochelle will play a fatal role.”

“For the Huguenot League, knowing and seeing what we do and have, the war has already begun. Indeed, it began for us not long after the last war had ended!”

For a while there was silence.

Charles spoke. “I assume you bear with you to La Rochelle many secrets. Do you not?”

“I do not deny. And there they will be made known to the various leaders.”

Charles silently missed the days when he was one of those prominent leaders.

“Can you tell me?” he asked. “I’ve been dying for information these days.”

At length Mark said, “I suppose you can hear when we get to La Rochelle.”

Charles figured that he wasn’t going to get a better bargain, so for a while he was silent. Mark began to doze, when Charles awoke him by saying, “Let me tell you something we saw, while in the Alps.”

“Oh?” was the perfunctory reply given. “What did you see?”

“A party of Spanish… burying a man!” Charles answered.

“That does not strike me as being an unordinary circumstance,” Mark said dryly, “In the Alps, nor in all of Europe!”

Charles twitched his nose and his toothpick scurried to the other side of his mouth. “They were led by a Frenchman. He had an ugly gash on his forehead, and his scalp was bald.”

“All this means nothing to me,” Mark said, a little irritated. He was no fan of riddles.

For a while, all was quiet.

Finally, Charles continued, looking down at the ground. “Does the name Firmin de Schomberg ring a bell in your head?”

Mark’s indifferent face turned a new leaf, in an instant. It was deathly pale – deathly pale. His whole disposition suddenly became alert, his eyes opened wide and shone brightly.

Charles looked up.

“You are disturbed.”

There was a chilling gust of wind. The darkness grew darker, until Mark’s face was about the only thing that could be seen.

“Disturbed? Tell me, you did not see this man – alive?”

“That I have,” Charles replied. “Is that, bad?”

“I am grim enough for remembrance of the past. The battles I have fought. The horrors I have seen. The men I have lost. But you have brought back an old and terrible enemy from my past, and into the present.”

“Let it be known that I didn’t mean to,” Charles was a little spooked by the ghostly expression on his companion’s face.

“I thought I killed him, little more than a year ago!”

“What do you mean?”

“When once our league, at least, the men of our league I had with me, came upon him and his Spanish following, I slashed his head open with my sword. He went down. I thought my troubles with him were over. I never thought he would rise!”

Theodore had long ago begun to curse himself for not being asleep and for his egregious sin of eavesdropping. The conversation was not taking a delightful turn, especially not one that would aid him in his sleep endeavors, and he felt dreadfully afraid at what he was hearing.

“I do remember hearing of him before, now,” Charles said. “A leader of a Spanish force…”

“With no other creed but to destroy Protestantism and make rich off of the persecuted church,” Mark finished. “Our persecuted church. This could mean more for our upcoming discussion in La Rochelle.”

Charles opened his mouth to speak, but then closed it again. All would be revealed in La Rochelle.

He and his companion retired to bed. Theodore drifted to sleep with a troubled mind.

For the next few days, Theodore, Charles, and Johanne were privileged to travel over France with Mark and his gathering of men from the Huguenot League. Other Huguenot Leaguers were spread far and wide over the country, but with Mark there were about three dozen, whereas generally the Huguenot League was dispersed by only twos or threes.

Mark was no ordinary Huguenot Leaguer, but a man of impressive capability and wisdom. He was, Theodore later learned, unique in that he was the mouthpiece of the League, and a sort of leader. He was chosen, or sacrificed, by his peers to serve in that capacity, for most of the other prominent men in that society knew their lives were much safer if they kept themselves secret, and it was better that one should serve diplomatically while the rest of the leaders avoid the towns and cities. Even in a Huguenot city like La Rochelle, in constant insurrection to the Crown, there could be traitors to the cause, which was one reason Mark had so many men with him.

The Huguenot League, being by nature, an entity based on spying, intelligence and clandestine affairs, seldom entered any large city proclaiming itself publicly. Therefore, Charles knew that there must be some ominous secret driving them there, and he was somewhat anxious to find out what it was.

As they traveled, Theodore became familiar with the different members of the party. They were all vigorous men, experienced in the art of war, and they showed and taught him many things. Under their training, Theodore improved his fencing skills, and learned how to effectively use a dagger. The man Thibault, who had been with the Huguenot League since its inception, saw a promising marksman in Theodore, and spent hours in those days teaching him how to shoot pistol and crossbow.

All this was watched by Johanne, who, day by day, was becoming more and more dubious as to the journey he was taking.

“Hot blooded warmongers, that’s what these men are,” he said to himself one day as he watched Theodore and another man parrying back and forth with swords. “I know what will happen. The war they desire will come, and wash all of them (except for me and Theodore, if we’re lucky) off the face of the earth. How hasty some people are to waste and lose their lives for the sake of religion!”

Trying to Make a Difference

I know some of you who know me are surprised to hear I am interested in the Huguenots – a sect of religious and political French rebels of days gone by hundreds of years ago. Who writes about the Huguenots? Chances are you haven’t even heard of them. Don’t worry, I hadn’t either until fairly recently.

Those who have heard of them probably have in a negative light. The ‘Wars of Religion’ they are erroneously called, as if the whole ordeal was a bunch of old men in robes and breastplates clashing on the field for no other reason than because they couldn’t agree on theology. Nothing could be further from the truth. How stupid is it to call something a War of Religion? A War of Peace? A War of Love Your Neighbor as Yourself?

Go the universities, and you will get a ridiculous impression of the Huguenots. Go ahead. It makes me angry to think about. If this rewriting of history was true I wouldn’t be writing about the Huguenots. I am a great believer in the adventure genre, and that doesn’t sound like adventure to me.

I’ll admit to you, I’ve been writing for many years, and this is actually the first work of historical fiction I’ve ever written (having begun it in September of 2015). Before then, I emulated the writings of C.S. Lewis and J.R.R. Tolkien, as well as dabbling in other adventure genres.

Early on, I studied the ideas of plot and structure, and the roles they play in film and novels alike. Both of these industries, I realized, have been hijacked. Most films are garbage nowadays. The concept of heroism has been lost. The concept of sacrifice has been lost. The concept of chivalry has been lost. The concept of hard work and calloused hands has been lost. The concept of perseverance has been lost. The concept of right and wrong has been lost. The concepts of robust manhood and womanhood, lost. My friends, when these things are lost in our movies and our books, they are lost in the culture. It is then that a culture loses its will to survive, and it murders itself.

These things I call concepts are actually core tenets of our humanity. Remember, we were made in the image of God. Deep inside, these concepts appeal to us. It’s because they are genuine, organic – real. The problem is that they have been twisted and convoluted. What do we see? People marching through the streets, tearing down statues, claiming they are things that they aren’t, trying to be important, thinking they are making a difference as they attack a statue of Columbus with a sledgehammer.

Trying to make a difference. Folks want something to stand for. So I will soon be releasing a book in which a young man who isn’t even a Huguenot, just a normal fellow living a peaceable life, strives to truly make a difference. To stand for something real. To stand for something right, and just. To fight for the cause of the Huguenots.