God is my authority. He saved me from sin. And I live my life rightly, not to earn my way to His heaven, but to please Him.” Jack spoke softly. His heart swelled, and he could have teared up.

No.” John Newton's eyes warmed. “One has no guarantee that the path the Lords us on will be the easy one, Elizabeth. Obedience to His will is a glorious things, but, aye, it has many challenges. Yet,” and he smiled fully, “in the end, no one can doubt that it is the best way.

What hath befallen the valiant young knight that was always readyto joust and do battle, and that with the greatest courage?” Brandon saidin disgust to Strephon, as they stood watching Sir Robert and LadyNarcissa at a distance. “All the man thinks upon is Narcissa–he makethno secret of it. If this idiocy is what overcometh men who fall in love,be thou assured that I will never be among them.

Disappointment or disgust–Silas couldn‟t tell which–flickered in the girl‟s eyes. Remembering to give him a demure nod, she straightened her shawl and walked away. Silas watched her go. He couldn't swear on it, but he felt pretty sure the shawl-adjustment was more like the feminine version of a Mexican conquistador's cape-swish.

Tyler Nichols. Ellen grimaced dryly–the name sounded like a character from a book. And not necessarily a book she trusted the outcome of either. Everything about it had the ring of a bank robber or horse thief.

Dost thou verily think that the Earl of Birmingham is low enough to plead for his life?' Sir Robert returned angrily, the wrathful blood coloring his handsome face. 'I wouldst scorn in the knowledge that I owed my life and liberty to a scurrilous murderer and knave. Do with me what thou wilt, surly knave, but rest in the knowledge that no plea for mercy shall be wrung from my lips.

When your will is His, the sphere of His plan is boundless. It can cross the highest mountain, the greatest impossibility.

There is no greater terror than the fear of death. But, as a Christian, you are learning to die daily. Thus, when the actual time comes for your spirit to leave your body, you will have already gained the victory over its sting.

No.” John Newton's eyes warmed. “One has no guarantee that the path the Lords places us on will be the easy one, Elizabeth. Obedience to His will is a glorious thing, but, aye, it has many challenges. Yet,” and he smiled fully, “in the end, no one can doubt that it is the best way.

Disappointment or disgust–Silas couldn't tell which–flickered in the girl's eyes. Remembering to give him a demure nod, she straightened her shawl and walked away. Silas watched her go. He couldn't swear on it, but he felt pretty sure the shawl-adjustment was more like the feminine version of a Mexican conquistador's cape-swish.