“Spend sunny afternoons writing. Take weekends in the country. Dream. Drink good wine, eat fabulous cheese and great bread. Make the kind of love that destroys the bed.” — Rachel Hauck Copy Share Image
“But brokenhearted was brokenhearted. Never embraced. Never treasured. Never easy. Heath figured every human being had a certain amount of God-ordained grace to endure… — Rachel Hauck Copy Share Image
“Do not open that door until I'm in my room. I may be old and losing my hair, but I still want to look… — Rachel Hauck Copy Share Image
“Remember what you do in life is merely a reflection of who you are as a Christian, one who loves and serves the Lord.” — Rachel Hauck Copy Share Image
“I don’t want men. I want one man.” She held up her finger. “One true love.” “There’s only one?” “Yes.” “How can you be… — Rachel Hauck Copy Share Image
“She ate--so, so good--cocooned in the harmonic dissonance of a large family, where every sound was distinct yet blended.” — Rachel Hauck Copy Share Image
“Standing there in her robe, that ridiculous robe, with the socks and slippers bulging from the pockets, Jonas saw a glint, the sparkle of… — Rachel Hauck Copy Share Image
“It must seem like the world is ending, but wait and see what God will do. He must have something wonderful in mind.” — Rachel Hauck Copy Share Image
“Funny how a crisis can put life into perspective, fine-tune the eye of the heart, like laser surgery. In less than a minute everything… — Rachel Hauck Copy Share Image
“You are a coward.” Stephen headed for the door. “If you lose her, it won’t be because of this citizenship writ or all of… — Rachel Hauck Copy Share Image
