Let no one define how you se yourself...save God alone. See yourself through His eyes and His strength, and you'll see who you can be despite being who you are.

Let no-one define how you see yourself...save God alone. See yourself through His eyes and His strength, and you'll see who you can be despite being who you are. But see yourself through your own eyes, and you'll be left to question, and to doubt, subject to the whims and wishes of others who will not have your best at heart.

Ridley nodded. 'She told me I couldn't ever tell General Harding or anybody else. Told me I wouldn't be safe.' 'Safe?' Uncle Bob stopped rocking and took the pipe from between his teeth. 'She started in talkin' 'bout you bein' safe, sir?' Ridley nodded again, and that's when Uncle Bob grinned. 'Well, shoot . . . you ain't lost her yet, sir. Not altogether, anyhow. Any female goes to talkin' 'bout you bein' safe . . . hmmph. There still be somethin' left in her heart for ya.

Life is full of choices, ma'am. Most we live once, then move on and forget. But others" - he narrowed his eyes - "we live a thousand times over and remember for the rest of our days. What's impostant is knowin' how to tell 'em apart. And then decidin' if you's willin' to pay the price. 'Cause choices...they always come at a price.

life isn't always just. But God, who sees everything, is. And He will bring good from it.

Life is full of risks...that first step of faith was often taken neck-deep in fear.

It wasn't the hand a person was dealt that determined the outcome—it was the person holding the cards who made the difference. And he'd laid his cards down long ago. At the foot of the cross.

I love you, Aletta. I want you to be my wife. And no matter how long you need, I'll wait for you. Do you hear me?" "Of course I hear you," she finally whispered, opening her eyes. "I'm right here, after all." With a wry smile, he cupped her face in his hands and kissed her, slow and deep. Already breathless, she filled her lungs and looked into his eyes.

Molly?" "Yes?" He turned back and reached out as though to touch her, then stopped. "I'll wait. And when the time comes, whenever you're ready—if you're ever ready—all you have to do is . . ." He didn't complete the sentence. He didn't have to.

And yet, looking back on it now, she could see that God had been working on her behalf, even though she'd been blind to it.

he knew that nothing ever surprised the Creator of heaven and earth. As the circuit preacher had said a month or so ago, "God never leans over the balcony of heaven and gasps." James

But as he'd learned through the years, sometimes the best things were found when you weren't looking for them.