The more I search the world, the more certain I am that the person I love the most is right where I began. Everything I truly want can be found in my own hometown.

What I’ve learned is that the past might be challenging and the future might be unsure. And that’s okay. The present is all we’re given, anyway. When we get to the future, God will be there. He’ll supply whatever we need for each day.

The force of his presence careened into Nora like a hundred-mile-an-hour wind. In response, she could do nothing but hold her ground and blink.

Faith is moving ahead in obedience, dear. Just moving ahead one step at a time, trusting Him, until He shows you what’s next. He’ll make it clear to you eventually. Sure as anything.

Sometimes, in order to grab hold of something good, you had to empty your hands. And so, very purposely, she let go of the concerns she’d been clutching that had separated her from Eli. She was going to have to trust God to work out their future.

Britt’s frequent romances always took off like rockets propelled by promise and power and star-crossed destiny. Then, a few months in, they all fizzled like a Tesla fifty miles from the nearest charging station.

Where did you and your brother get your weapons from?” Meg asked Bo. “Our cars.” “You drive around with handguns and shotguns in your cars?” Bo slanted a look down at her, humor in his eyes. “We’re hicks from a small town in Texas. ‘Course we do.” She shook her head. “Wait till you see the arsenal I’ll be driving around with from now on.

He never promised us that we wouldn’t suffer. But He’s too just not to redeem it. And He does promise us that He won’t leave us. That He’ll be with us through the worst. That He loves us.

She was bookish! She had no experience holding eye contact with Navy SEALs. All the practice she’d put in with Mr. Darcy and Rochester and Adolphus didn’t seem to be holding her in good stead.

I can’t do many things,” he said fiercely, “but I can love you, Meg. I can love you every hour of every day for the rest of my life. I swear to you I can. I want to earn the right to try.” The pad of his thumb rubbed her cheek. “I love you so much I can hardly see straight. I can’t concentrate. I can’t sleep. I can’t make myself care about anything on earth except for you. I’m useless.” “No you’re not.” “I’m a mess.” “No.” “I am.” He insisted. “About you, I am.