Desmond Morehouse was a crochety old pastor who would give anything to forget his secret, shameful past. Anything, that is, except his iron-fisted self-will. It had begun long ago, on a dark and stormy night in World War II—a night of horror and death on the battlefield that burdened the Pastor with haunting memories...and guilt and fear.
Over the years, his shameful secret slowly ate away at his heart and robbed him of the joy of being a child of God. Now a widower and fading television evangelist in his autumn years, his life has deteriorated into endless frustrations and conflicts—in his ministry, with his nephew Curtis, and with the one-armed and affable Bert who saved his life in the war but was a constant reminder of "that night" so long ago.
As an ominous thunder storm rages through the night, Pastor Morehouse settles down to read once more Charles Dickens' A Christmas Carol.
Soon, he is overtaken by sleep, only to be awakened by a mysterious intruder named Jonathan.
It is the beginning of a life-changing, Dickensesque adventure through which the Pastor is taken back in time to see himself through the eyes of those he loved, as well as those he rejected—and to relive that night of fear, death, and It had begun long ago, on a dark and stormy night in World War II—a night of horror and death on the battlefield that burdened the Pastor with haunting memories...and guilt and fear. The journey's end is Golgotha, where the Pastor discovers the ancient truth about his redemptive past and who he is in Christ.