Let no-one define how you see yourself...save God alone. See yourself through His eyes and His strength, and you'll see who you can be despite being who you are. But see yourself through your own eyes, and you'll be left… — Tamera Alexander Copy Share Image
“Let no one define how you se yourself...save God alone. See yourself through His eyes and His strength, and you'll see who you can be despite being who you are.” — Tamera Alexander Copy Share Image
“Funny how often something she'd been so certain she needed turned out not to be a need at all, but a want--when the real… — Tamera Alexander Copy Share Image
Let no-one define how you see yourself...save God alone. See yourself through His eyes and His strength, and you'll see who you can be… — Tamera Alexander Copy Share Image
“My train! This is the train Papa promised me!” He pulled a little red engine from the branches of the tree. “And it’s red.… — Tamera Alexander Copy Share Image
“Long ago she'd learned that facing reality was inevitable. She could skulk about, trying to avoid it or pretending it wasn't there. But in… — Tamera Alexander Copy Share Image
“She moved to the other side, then around behind him, her hands in his hair nothing short of intoxicating. Then he felt something push… — Tamera Alexander Copy Share Image
“Settled on the carriage seat, Olivia drew in a deep breath, the first in what felt like five years. she knew it was wrong,… — Tamera Alexander Copy Share Image
Reaching deep into the heart of the reader, Cindy Woodsmall pens a beautifully lyrical story in her debut novel When the Heart Cries. — Tamera Alexander Copy Share Image
“Is . . . everything proceeding as it should? With . . . the baby?” The smile in her eyes deepened. “Yes, everything is… — Tamera Alexander Copy Share Image
“I love you, Aletta. I want you to be my wife. And no matter how long you need, I’ll wait for you. Do you… — Tamera Alexander Copy Share Image
“Life is full of risks...that first step of faith was often taken neck-deep in fear.” — Tamera Alexander Copy Share Image
“That was a mite tacky, ma'am ... even for you." Elizabeth let her mouth fall open. " Even for me? What's that supposed to… — Tamera Alexander Copy Share Image
Just as hundreds of brushstrokes comprised a finished canvas, people were made up of a lifetime of experiences, both good and bad. And without… — Tamera Alexander Copy Share Image
“I know for certain there are a couple of pieces of wood in the barn back at Carnton. Enough for a child’s nativity.” “A… — Tamera Alexander Copy Share Image
“She spotted Captain Winston in the barn, hitching the mares to the wagon, and walked out to join him. When he turned around, she… — Tamera Alexander Copy Share Image
