“I… uh… couldn’t have… uh–” he cleared his throat– “gotten through all of this without you. You know that, right?” “Of course I know that.” She eyed him and wrinkled her nose at him. “Although, with your sunny disposition, I… — Lynette Eason Copy Share Image
“We're not made to say goodbye. God didn't make us that way. We're eternal beings meant to live with him and those we love… — Lynette Eason Copy Share Image
“Yeah. I have a temper. But it’s one I’ve learned to control. Really? Really. How do you figure? You’re still standing, aren’t you?” — Lynette Eason Copy Share Image
“It helps that I know God’s motives are good even when he allows bad things to happen.” — Lynette Eason Copy Share Image
“That Tim Shepherd dude called again. You really need to make time in between getting shot at and hospital stays to call him back.” — Lynette Eason Copy Share Image
“Haven’t you heard you don’t take a knife to a crossbow fight?” He wondered how high her fever was. “No, that’s a new one.” — Lynette Eason Copy Share Image
“Maddy - Thanks for getting shot on your day off. At least no one has to cover for you until tomorrow. Haley - Actually, I… — Lynette Eason Copy Share Image
“I know God could have stopped it but… he didn’t. And you can accept that? What choice do I have? Unless I want to… — Lynette Eason Copy Share Image
“you have been called for this purpose, since Christ also suffered for you, leaving you an example for you to follow in His steps,… — Lynette Eason Copy Share Image
“It’s not wrong to want justice, to desire to right a wrong or help put away the bad guys. But revenge, that’s not right.… — Lynette Eason Copy Share Image
“I’ve never caught you noticing my muscles.” “Trust me, Quinn, I’ve noticed.” — Lynette Eason Copy Share Image
“Praying helped, but she had to admit, her faith was wobbling. She might say all the right things, and truthfully, she really did believe… — Lynette Eason Copy Share Image
“I didn't have time to go by your house, but I brought you some clothes from my closet… And I prefer them returned without… — Lynette Eason Copy Share Image
