Tell us about your favorite pair of shoes, and where they’ve taken you.
Well, they’re ruined now, but it was a pair of blue flats and boy were they comfy! They’ve taken me to local trips, sometimes to work, sometimes to church, and to the beach.
This is the last book of the ‘Daughters of Lancaster County’ series.
Leona Weaver is Bishop Jacob Weaver’s daughter. She is a dedicated teacher in an Amish one-room schoolhouse, yet she is no stranger to tragedy. The man she had set her heart on marrying died in a freak accident and when things couldn’t get worse, her father got into a tragic accident of his own. She questions God on why He allows something like that to happen, but God had plans for the Weaver family.
Jimmy Scott is an outsider. After his mother died, he learned about his ‘adoption’ and set off in search of his real family. Away from home, his father then comes clean and confessed that he was not adopted but kidnapped. The cold truth throws Jimmy off and he decides to stay longer in Lancaster as he tries to uncover the truth all the while finding himself falling for the heartbroken Leona.
Abraham Fisher, unaware that the outsider was his very son, was hostile against him. He was envious of Jimmy’s relationship with Jacob and did not like the young man around Leona. Things became complicated between Abraham and Jimmy and Jimmy decides to return home to the man he calls ‘father’ all of his years.
The story ends with Jimmy’s father finding redemption and finally accepting Jesus as his Lord and Savior, Jimmy returning to Lancaster County and being told that Abraham is his biological father, Jimmy accepting his Amish descent and eventually marrying Leona.
This is a series that would stay with me for a long time.
Sweet Revenge by Diane Mott Davidson
My contribution for Photo Challenge Wednesday is not much, but the Five Islands Amusement Park is opened across from where I work!
It is so named because one can see the amazing view of the five islands!
What was the last lie you told? Why did you tell it?
Um, I can’t remember. There you have it! The last lie I told. 🙂
Joking aside, I am not good at lying, so I try my hardest best to not tell a white lie no matter how petit it might be.
I could never make anything right! At least, I tried. 🙂
I’ve been trying to work on a banner for my blog for the past month or so, but I just can’t settle on the finality of it. I’m also working on a signature. I may need to redo it, but this is what I’ve got thus far:
I appreciate any form of feedback. 🙂
The second book of this three part series was the most intense yet.
Abby Miller keeps having recurring nightmares about a house on fire and a cat needing to get rescued. What she did not know was that this was a warning of things to come and those things ended up being a double tragedy.
Abby runs a quilt shop and is engaged to Lester Mast, a thoughtful, kind and compassionate man, who didn’t mind his fianceé going away to Lancaster County to care for her pregnant mother, Fannie (who is now married to Abraham Fisher). While there, however, Abby receives some very sad news: her quilt shop has burned to the ground with Lester in it. Lester had run into the shop to try and save some quilts and didn’t make it back out the second trip inside.
GIF via Tumblr.
Dealing with a double tragedy caused Abby to question God and she eventually stopped reading the Bible and praying. It took some time in Montana to get herself in order. When she returns home, she is ready to face the world again and Matthew, who was harboring a huge crush on her like forever, finally gets around to confessing his feelings for her.
Meantime, Jim is still trying to come to terms with stealing baby Zach (named Jimmy after he was kidnapped) and is becoming more and more isolated from wife, Linda, who has learned to trust God again. Jim has some personal problems to deal with of his own, but he does not trust God as he believed that everything that he owned is his. I can’t wait to conclude this series!
The Bishop’s Daughter by Wanda E. Brunstetter (This review might as well be up tomorrow God’s willing.)
It was love at first sight with this attractive Greek-looking word. *sigh*
Kalopsia is a combination of the Greek roots kallos (beauty) and opsis (sight), so technically in English, it means beautiful sight. Even the word is beautiful. Let me take a moment to reflect on the beauty of this word.
I love coming across strange words! They intrigue me and I sometimes add them to my vocabulary. So here is my attempt at using this beautiful word in a sentence:
She was obviously suffering from kalopsia for she saw the world in him although he treated her harshly.