Melissa Jagears Quotes

He raised an eyebrow. "I have to get closer? I don't remember damsels being so stubborn about leaping into a knight's arms.

You've always had a soft spot for Charlie." Startled, Harrison shook his head at the reverend, who'd appeared at his side. More of a sore spot than a soft spot. That woman could bring out the worst in him. She was not something he wanted to discuss.

Even if he ran after her, what could he say in five minutes that would fix anything? And how exactly did he want to fix things? His shoulders slumped. What had he just done to her for a kiss that wasn't even that great? And yet he wanted another one. What did that mean exactly? Did it mean he wanted another kiss badly enough to fight August for her? Could he be sure he was any better for her than a Whitaker?

Whatever made you hate me so much?" He stilled. "I don't hate you. Why would you say such a thing?" "Ever since I shot your rifle at that picnic, you only look at me out of the corner of your eye, as if sizing me up. You talk to me only when you have to. So if you want me to be like every other woman on the planet, maybe you should treat me like every other woman on the planet. At church, I've seen you shake hands with, smile at, and greet other women willingly. So why not me?" "But that's not because I hate you," he said slowly. Sure

Nicholas met with him earlier about some lumber deal and sent him here for lunch. He's evidently new in town and was wondering where to get something good to eat.

. . . I'll thank God for every ounce of agony I've been through if it means I get to be yours for the rest of my life.

I'll be back before nightfall." She crammed her handkerchief back up her sleeve and gathered the reins. "Julia?" She stopped, but didn't look at him. "I'll be waiting for you." She swallowed and nodded, but shouted giddyap without answering. She was pretty certain he had that look in his eye again, and she didn't want to see it.

She couldn't let the fear of reliving past disappointments keep her from the chance of discovering a joy she'd never known.

Selflessness need to be mutual if a relationship's going to work, don't you think?~Corinne

Though she seemed to have failed at most everything up until now, her next step only needed to be what would give God the most glory. Not just because she felt like it. Not only when she was promised success. But because He was worthy of it. Because it was right.

If you can lean from your mistakes, then you're better off for it. It might not be something you can look back on proudly, but you can use what you've learned to make your future something to be proud of.

Choosing to do things your way may doom me to be a penniless spinster."
"If Christ called you to be penniless, would you not become so willingly?

Once Momma left, Evelyn stared back out at the sky, where the sparkle of the first star emerged. As a child, she'd always thought the best wishing star was the first one to appear, but girlhood wishes had gotten her into a lot of trouble. Better to pray God would do as He pleased than make any wishes.

And your precious reputation will remain unblemished by any act of kindness that doesn't meet the approval of those worried only about themselves.

I can go to school later if I want to. But don't marry someone you don't love, darling. You're too good for that." Daddy

He wanted her to smile, but Julia couldn't. He was falling in love with her if he wasn't already, and that made her feel even worse for having a hesitant heart.

What I think is you've worked so hard over the years to resign yourself to the worst that you don't really believe He intends good for you.

You used to have feelings for me?" He shook his head. She tossed her chalk onto the board's shelf and turned away. "Excuse me, I've got to - " He swiped at her and barely caught her arm. "I didn't have feelings for you." He pulled her toward him despite her resistance. "Of course you wouldn't." Her poor lips were pressed so hard together they were shaking. "I still do, woman." She stilled. "I still do." Admitting

But you can't let Charlie marry someone without letting her know." "Know what?" "That you're in love with her." Lydia hugged her Bible to her chest, sporting a faraway look, as if she were imagining him saving the heroine at the end of a novel by declaring his undying love. "Love isn't always enough, Miss King." "I know that. My parents say they married for love, but . . ." She looked toward the pulpit. "Reverend McCabe's right when he preaches on that. It's the type of love that matters - sacrificial love. Boaz and Ruth, Christ for his bride, Darcy and Elizabeth - that's the kind of love that lasts." He

You shouldn't let the voices of your past or present define who you are. Let God do that.

If he could trust God to get him to heaven, he needed to trust that God could work miracles in him here on earth too--because if he continued to rely on himself, well, he'd only keep proving how ineffectual he was.

He'd start slow. But he would woo his wife. No matter what personality lay behind the veneer of beauty, she was the only wife he had. And that made her worth it.

Christ didn't worry about his reputation. He associated with those who desperately needed Him. The frowns of the religious leaders didn't stop Him from helping the lowly.

What matters now, is what you choose to do in the next hour, what you choose to do tomorrow. If your past decisions didn't get you where you wanted to be, figure out what decisions will. Beating yourself up over the past won't change a thing. ~Annie

If only being a damsel in distress--and having a hero sweep in and save her--were a sensible plan.

Don't shove away a lifetime of blessing because you fear trials. You'll have them no matter what you do.~ Marianne Lister

His prayer was so different, like a conversation. People should not talk to the Almighty God like they were friends. It simply wasn't done.