Saint Ben
Man . . . is a thinking reed.
Blaise Pascal


I was sitting in a Baptist church in Florida. It was a splendid day in March. The sun bounced off the gleaming white pillars and the crisp white shirts of the well-dressed congregation. It was the first Sunday for a new pastor and his family of five. Everyone was smiling except for one person: the new
pastor's youngest son. He didn't smile from the platform when they introduced his family. He wasn't smiling in the picture in the bulletin either. In fact, his face was all twisted up in a scowl. I looked at this kid who refused to play, and suddenly it appeared to me that he was the hope of this church. I knew, right then and there, that there was a story in that face, and I found that story in the name of a guy named Ben.

from Chapter 4

     There. I had asked just about everything I could think of except for his rewrite of the last line. Since he wasn't answering right away, I decided to finish what I started.
     "And why did you change the words to the last line?"
     Ben was quiet for a long time. In that silence, still staring up through branches into tiny patches of blue sky, I was wondering if I had said too much.
     "I don't believe it," Ben finally spoke.
     "Believe what?"
     "I don't believe that Jesus loves me. Show me where the Bible says 'Jesus loves you... Ben.' I can't find it anywhere. The song should really be 'Jesus loves us.' Now that would make sense. Too many people sing 'Jesus loves me' and they don't really mean it or they don't even know what it means. I'm not going to say anything I don't mean, especially with God standing around listening. That's why I changed the last line. The Bible doesn't tell me 'Jesus loves Ben,' and until I can tell myself that, I'm not going to sing about something that I can't believe is true."
     "But didn't He die on the cross because He loves everybody? Isn't that the point--I mean--aren't you and I in there someplace?"
     "Yeah, but that's everybody. He died for everybody. But I'm not everybody. I'm Ben Beamering. I get lost being a tiny part of everybody."

for whom
Who doesn't love a good story? I hear the Kleenex come out at the end of this one. I know I cried writing it. Don't let the cover fool you. This is a story from a kid's perspective, but as Luci Shaw says, it's not "juvenile fiction." It's actually written in an adult voice remembering childhood.

endorsements
"A charming and affecting novel with enormous depths and reaches. John Fischer writes with great skill about a place and a time and a people that millions of us love. This same love guides his eye past appearances to the truth; a truth he renders with absolute fidelity both to the lived-experience and God's creative action. He is a seer."
Harold Fickett
Author of Holy Fool

"What at first appears to be a slender story of boyhood bonding between Ben and Jonathan soon explodes like a skyrocket with luminous insights into God's fierce longing for His children, into the comfort and challenge of friendship, and into the dismantling of denominational prejudice. The multi-talented Fischer's debut as a novelist is auspicious indeed."
Brennan Manning
Author of The Ragamuffin Gospel

"By some magic of the fictive imagination, John Fischer has gotten inside the skin of a preadolescent boy and written this deft, perceptive novel from that probing perspective. This is not, however, juvenile fiction. Ben, the youthful protagonist, is a non-conformist--a preacher's kid with his own creative agenda, the kind of individualist in a conservative context with whom many of us will identify. His life is given, literally, to the search for the ultimate. Fischer's writing resonates with the novelist's truest gifts--inevitability and surprise."
Luci Shaw
Author of God in the Dark and Horizons

"Absolutely loved Saint Ben . . . was moved to tears several times. (Fischer's) characters are beautifully constructed, the anecdotes real, and the honoring of each person's soul-search-for-integrity brilliant . . . comparable in impact but more emotionally powerful than John Irving's A Prayer for Owen Meany . . . a well-paced, continually engaging and captivating piece of business."
Noel Paul Stookey

quotes from reviews
"John Fischer has created a cast of lovable characters, a plot that twists and turns, and poignant commentary on legalistic Christianity in his first novel, Saint Ben. This is a fresh, heartwarming story about childhood and the honest attempt to fill the "God-shaped vacuum" that exists in every human heart."
Moody Monthly, October 1993.

"With a generous dose of humor, Fischer weaves a captivating tale of what might happen should a boy actually do and say what so many believers have always wanted to but didn't dare. Saint Ben will leave you laughing, choking back the tears, and best of all, thirsting for the real faith of a nine year-old. Fischer's style, wit and wisdom are a welcome addition to Christian fiction, a genre too often caught wallowing in anything but reality."
Servant, (a publication of Prairie Bible Institute) January 1994.

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