When he looks at me, Meri, he makes me feel like the most beautiful woman in the world, as if he could gaze at me for a lifetime and never grow tired of my face. As if he sees not just who I am, but w...
The problem with memorizing scripture was that it rose up to prod her conscience at the most inconvenient times. Nothing like having Jesus call her a hypocrite to slap down her indignation over Logan'...
She, better than anyone, knew that a soul’s sore spots didn’t really disappear. They could be buried, defended, and denied, but until they were loved, they wreaked havoc with a person’s peace.
Only a master weaver could intertwine dark and light threads in such a way that all one saw was beauty when looking back at the finished tapestry.
However, Gideon seemed to follow without difficulty. He exhibited no blank stare or puzzled frown the way most people did when she made a radical mental shift. Instead, his eyes danced with mischief.
He was no good at making pretty words. The more he opened his mouth, the greater his chances of mucking things up.
He didn't see women as lesser beings. He respected their abilities and would defend them like a hero of old.
Evangeline mashed the potatoes with excessive force. She could work out her frustration over Logan's obstinance and produce silky smooth potatoes at the same time. Benefits all around.
Read. Everything you can get your hands on. Read until words become your friends. Them when you need to find one, they will jump into your mind, waving their hands for you to pick them. And you can se...
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You can’t redeem your failures. None of us can. Only the Redeemer has that power, and he’s already wielding it on your behalf. He’s bringing good out of that tragedy, good that we are only beginning t...
You are the marryin’ kind. Right, Barrett? Starting to regain his equilibrium, Dan squeezed his boss’s—no, his ex-boss’s—hand and smiled. Only where Etta is concerned. Well, then. The man’s eyes actua...
With no sums to keep his conscience at bay, the black book loomed large, creeping into his line of sight.He scanned the room for something else to do. The harness still needed work. And he'd been mean...
Well, if it ain’t Meri Hayes. Come to ask me to the church social? Hiram Ellis. Of all the rotten luck. The fellow was just as obnoxious grown as he’d been as a kid. I’m looking for Sheriff Randall. M...
Travis, I love you with all of my being, but I love Cassie, too. And right now she needs me more than you do. Forgive me. Meri She loved him. The wonder of the statement seeped into him, but the joy t...
Something tells me you might soon be changin’ your tune about that iron-bender. He ain’t all he seems. Trust me, darlin’. You can do better.
Something nudged Mollie’s shoulder. With the nudge came a reminder of the pain. She tried to snuggle back down into the darkness that had cushioned her from the agony in her head, but then someone cal...
She leaned closer and gently took his face into her hands. His rugged, beautiful face. Thank you, she said, her voice suddenly growing husky as moisture collected at the back of her throat. Thank you...
No! Loving him was not a mistake. He couldn’t let her go on thinking it was. Dan lurched to his feet, flinging the book down onto the bed as he rose. He marched out of the room without a thought to hi...
I had a long talk with my husband last night. And he made me realize that I have to choose which voices to believe. I can believe the ones that tell me I'm not good enough or brave enough or pretty en...