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This morning I got to do one of my all-time favorite things: talk to a group of kids about missions, Brazil, and Missionary Max. This time it was at the invitation of Miss Elliot of the Portage Christian School in Portage, IN. They recently added the Missionary Max books to their library, and thought it…
A couple weeks ago I typed out the final words in the first draft of the second (as yet unnamed) Missionary Max book. I have to say, I’m more excited about this one than I was the first…there is nonstop adventure, action, and some pretty surprising twists. They were even surprising to me. If all…
As summer rolls around in the US, churches and camps begin to prepare for their summer programs. Once again, I would love to send your church or camp up to three free copies of Missionary Max and the Jungle Princess to be used as prizes or gifts. Just send me an email at brazilnut72 (at)…
A Hawker Hart in flight. img src In Max’s first adventures on Cabrito, a World War Two airplane called the “Hawker Hart” plays a key role. Here is what the book has to say about the plane: “The Hawker Hart was an airplane whose time never came. A sturdy biplane built by Great Britain between…
The second book in the Missionary Max series, Missionary Max and the Lost City, is officially available in paperback! Evil is afoot on the tropical island of Cabrito, and ex-Green Beret Maxwell Sherman—or “Missionary Max”, as he is known to the islanders—is standing in its way. Answering a plea for help from a local indigenous…
Every five years or so our furlough travels take us through the little hamlet of Limestone, PA. Whenever we visit, I am flooded with memories of the five years I spent there as a child. This time, as I made my customary pilgrimage through ancient haunts, it struck me that, although I did not know…