The Wedding Dress

Can't always have life the way we want it. But there's always pizza.

Remember why you fell in love in the first place.

That’s called faith. Trusting God.” His voice waffled. “We must be ready to hear from Him and respond, at any moment, no matter what the consequence.

Sometimes luck put a man in the right place at the right time. Sometimes, a good friend. But more often than not, Daniel mused, it was the providence of God and His never-ending grace.

I'm sorry. For thinking there was anything in this world I loved more than you.

You're stunning. And charming. Who needs to flirt when they're as smart as you.

Whether you’ve been hindered through culture or family like Emily, or gifted with the Gospel like Mary Grace, or wounded like Hillary, or lost and looking for redemption like Charlotte, Jesus provides the healing and answer we are all looking for. He is the way, the truth, and the life. Not for a select few. But for each one of us. For you. Discussion Questions 1.

Faith, girl, faith. At the end of the day, that’s all we have.” Charlotte rested her cheek against her

What’s your story, dress?” Charlotte whispered. “Where’d you come from and why’d you come looking for me? One orphaned girl seeking another?

It was the breeze that made her look up, a change in the texture of the unseen, a change in the texture of her heart. She was ready. Charlotte moved with firm footing around a stand of beech trees and onto a moonbeam path. A pearly, full moon glowed over Red Mountain, burning back the curtains of night.

Charlotte.” No, no, no. “Dixie, wait, listen to me—

It’s the smell of life, Mother.” Emily drew deep. “Gasoline, horses, the sweat of men, the perfume of women.

death, she still was the most

Rachel Hauck is an award-winning, USA Today bestselling author. She is a RITA and Christy Award finalist. The Wedding Dress was named Inspirational Novel of the Year by Romantic Times. Rachel lives in central Florida with her husband and two pets and writes from her ivory

It’s just like the good news of the gospel of Jesus. Always fits. It don’t need no changing. The good news is always good. It never wears out and by gum, it’s always in style. Don’t we need Him now more than ever.

here?” She dipped into the box and pulled

Finding a seat in the back, she worshipped with the early service congregation, eyes closed, arms held wide, her heart offering it all to the One who wooed her with love and grace. Unconditional and uncompromising. Perfectly done on His part, not so much hers. But

man, letting all her doubts fade

God told you to leave that trunk in the basement for me?” Incredulous. Doubt. Awe. “I think He did. I believe He did. And you found it. And you wore it.

Charlotte read the preprinted slip. Redeemed. $1,000. She whirled around. “Wait, sir, excuse me, but how did you know . . .” But he was gone. Along with the crowd and the hum of voices. Charlotte stood completely alone except for the battered trunk and the glittering swirl in the air.