“She fetched the bowl of sour cherries Sisy had pitted the night before. They would make a lovely jam for the queen's breakfast. As the sour cherries simmered gently with honey, she turned her attention to the apples. The queen… — Tessa Afshar Copy Share Image
“It's time to leave fear behind or you'll be robbed of your destiny. You don't need confidence in yourselves or in your own power.… — Tessa Afshar Copy Share Image
“I followed Ruth's example, you know." He tilted his head in confusion. There was a Ruth in his neighborhood. But when could she have… — Tessa Afshar Copy Share Image
“Victory was not so much in being perfect toward each other. Rather, victory would flow out of how they dealt with their failures.” — Tessa Afshar Copy Share Image
“All of those different strands, the hard and the sweet, were being used in the unfolding of this extraordinary moment: Amestris offering peace to… — Tessa Afshar Copy Share Image
“I try to remember that walking in the will of God might mean waiting as much as it might mean moving forward.” — Tessa Afshar Copy Share Image
“I mean that the reason God seems to act in ways that make no sense to us is that our perceptions are wrong. Our… — Tessa Afshar Copy Share Image
“Consider my lady, I’m the gardener and I know what the vine needs in order to thrive. You only see the stripping, but I… — Tessa Afshar Copy Share Image
“These simple words reveal Rahab’s amazing destiny: Salmon the father of Boaz, whose mother was Rahab (Matthew 1:5). In other words, Salmone and Rahab… — Tessa Afshar Copy Share Image
“He lingered in the periphery of her vision, studying her as she shaped a tall vessel. Her fingers had an enchantment to them as… — Tessa Afshar Copy Share Image
“If God spared us from the piercing shaft of every sorrow,” she said, “we could never fulfill His best plans for our lives. Sometimes… — Tessa Afshar Copy Share Image
“Lord,” I cried out, in my mind. “You don’t see things the way we mortals see them. We judge by outward things, but You… — Tessa Afshar Copy Share Image
“There is only one measure of true success, child. How close you remain by His side. Does the dust of His feet get on… — Tessa Afshar Copy Share Image
