Sweet on You

The more I search the world, the more certain I am that the person I love the most is right where I began. Everything I truly want can be found in my own hometown.

He had loved her for so, so long. He was hers. There was no changing his course, no getting over her, no moving on.

He only wanted her. There wasn't enough real estate in his heart for anyone but her.

If you walk a mile in my shoes, you’ll end up at a bookstore.

When you prayed for something every day and heard nothing but silence for more than a decade, it ground down your hope like corn into cornmeal. Zander had begun to wonder if God could still be good while denying him the one thing he prayed for most. Could he depend on a God who refused to give him what he'd waited years for? The right answer was yes. God was still good. God was still dependable. However, disillusionment had driven a wedge into his relationship with God. What had once been simple was now complicated.

The early June weather was acting like an unloved child putting on its best behavior in a last-ditch attempt to win the love of a parent.