“His thumb slid up from underneath her chin to along her jawline, then slowly down again to the tip of the chin. The touch was so gentle she shivered once more. She had the sudden urge to launch herself at… — Jody Hedlund Copy Share Image
“However, as he began his prayer, she couldn’t think about anything but the warm pressure of his hands against hers. His fingers were strong… — Jody Hedlund Copy Share Image
“Maybe that's why God had placed the angel at the Garden of Eden—to keep people away from the Tree of Life? Not to prevent… — Jody Hedlund Copy Share Image
“Her pretty mouth curled into the beginning of a smile. He’d learned that she doled out smiles sparingly, and so he gave himself permission… — Jody Hedlund Copy Share Image
“I’ve been trying to think of a solution,” Reinhold said, “and I could come up with only one idea.” “What?” “Marry me.” A burst… — Jody Hedlund Copy Share Image
“Maybe we won't have the beauty of a perfect summer. But neither do we have to endure the callousness of an uncaring winter. Instead,… — Jody Hedlund Copy Share Image
“Christine,” he mumbled between their lips, “we must be married soon.” She couldn’t find the words to answer him. She’d never imagined anyone would… — Jody Hedlund Copy Share Image
“They would face many more hardships in the days to come. They wouldn’t be perfect and neither would their marriage. But they could still… — Jody Hedlund Copy Share Image
“When things don't turn out the way we want, about the only thing we can do is know God is still there piecing together… — Jody Hedlund Copy Share Image
“Just because the whole world changes its opinion about something doesn't mean God changes his.” — Jody Hedlund Copy Share Image
“Reverend Bedell?” she said. He halted and glanced at her. She expected irritation or at least weariness to cross his features and was completely… — Jody Hedlund Copy Share Image
“Her words made her pause. She couldn't have anything that was truly worthwhile without fighting for it-her farm, her family, and perhaps even love… — Jody Hedlund Copy Share Image
“Christine,” he started, “is it possible that God can do more yet between us?” Was that a note of hope in his voice? Did… — Jody Hedlund Copy Share Image
