Divineby Karen Kingsbury, Sharon Williams
Mary is educated and redeemed, a powerful voice in Washington, D.C. - both to the politically elite and to other women like
Mary Madison was a child of unspeakable horrors, a young woman society wanted to forget. Now a divine power has set Mary free to bring life-changing hope and love to battered and abused women living in the shadow of the nation’s capital.
Mary is educated and redeemed, a powerful voice in Washington, D.C. - both to the politically elite and to other women like her. But she also has a past that shamed polite society. Her experiences created in her paralyzing fear, faithlessness, addiction, and promiscuity. At the crossroads of her life, only one power set Mary free and gave her a lifetime of love and hope. A power that could only be divine.
Peggy Madison is Mary’s grandmother, a quiet woman who has spent her life praying for her granddaughter. Peggy clings to the belief that God has a special plan for Mary. Through years of sorrow and longing, Peggy walks the journey in faith and watches from a distance as one key person after another comes into Mary’s life and demonstrates the timeless, powerful love of the Master, the Savior. The divine Lord.
Emma Randall is a single mother fleeing an abusive relationship, wondering whether there is hope for her and her young daughters. She is desperate, broken, and unloved, tempted to commit the unthinkable. Then Mary Madison introduces Emma to the greatest love of all, greater than any either of them has ever imagined.
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By KAREN KINGSBURY
Tyndale House Publishers, Inc.Copyright © 2006 Karen Kingsbury
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Chapter OneThe speaker leaned toward the microphone. "And now-" his tone took on a timbre of importance-"it is my privilege to introduce to you Mary Madison."
A hush fell over the storied room, and the packed crowd of senators and lawmakers turned their attention to her.
Mary stood and with a practiced grace made her way to the podium. She was thirty, though there were days she felt one hundred. She clutched her notes in her left hand and felt the familiar rush of otherworldly peace. How many times had she done this? The smell of centuries-old tomes and rich wood, the click of her heels on the marbled floor, the walk to the front of the grand place-all of it was familiar.
Polite applause echoed through the room. Washington, DC's most influential and powerful nodded their subtle greetings as she passed. A few even smiled. After five years of testifying at Senate hearings, the sea of faces was as familiar to her as she was to them. She was the voice of faith and reason, a woman whose beliefs and position were clear-cut and one-sided. But they asked her to come anyway. They sought after her and listened to her for one reason.
They knew her story.
Her horrific past, her public humiliation-the details were something they were all aware of.Every senator in the room knew the pain she'd suffered. Each was aware of her determination and drive, the way she held her head high now and had put herself through school, earning nothing less than a doctorate in family counseling.
She was an icon in DC, a pillar. She could've had her own talk show or made a fortune writing books and running a private practice. But Mary's days were spent in the heart of the city at one of her five shelters for abused women. Social work, they called it. She was a survivor, a fighter. The DC elite knew that too, and they liked her for it. Liked her enough to listen to her when an issue was on the floor and moral input was needed.
The issue today was abstinence.
At the beginning of the current president's term, a bill had been passed approving three years of federal funding for abstinence programs in public schools. Now time was up and money was running out. Mary's goal was simple: convince the senators to approve another three years.
"Good morning." Mary took hold of the sides of the podium and made eye contact with a group of senators ten feet from her. Her eyes shifted toward the back of the room. "More than two years ago I stood in this place and convinced you that it was time for change." She paused and found another group near the left set of doors. "You agreed, and you gave our children a program that has altered the picture of teenage pregnancy across the nation." Her voice rang with sincerity that flowed from deep within her soul. "Today I come because the battle has just begun, and we must-we must-continue to bring our kids the choice to say no."
Though the first two speakers had bashed the program as being thinly veiled religious training, the faces before her were alert, ready for whatever she'd brought them.
She glanced at her notes. The statistics were daunting. For the next five minutes she rattled them off. Teen pregnancy down 40 percent. Eight out of ten students presented with abstinence training were making the decision to wait until marriage. There were 28 percent fewer known cases of sexually transmitted diseases.
Next Mary told her listeners about three teenagers, two girls and a boy, from different parts of the country. All of them ran in circles where sexual activity was a given, and each of them had made a decision to wait. The final story ended with Mary reading a quote from Susan, one of the teenage girls: "'If someone hadn't taught me it was okay to say no, I never would've said it. Today I'd be pregnant or sick or used. Maybe all three.'"
Mary gripped the podium more tightly. "When a woman walks into one of my shelters looking for help, more than 90 percent of the time she was sexually active as a teenager. Women who practice abstinence are healthy women in every sense of the word. The same is true for young men. When they make a choice to wait, they tell the world they are worthwhile, valuable, special. Every other action they take toward their future will fall in line with those feelings."
She paused and gave one more look at a few specific faces around the room. "Please understand, ladies and gentlemen of the Senate the power to help kids like Susan is entirely in your hands. We must-we absolutely must-continue funding this education." She leaned into the microphone. "Thank you."
A break was called, and for the next fifteen minutes Mary was surrounded by senators thanking her for coming and nodding their agreement. Even though a significant number in the room were clearly opposed to the program, seeing it as a violation of separation of church and state, Mary felt good about her talk.
She'd done her part. God would do the rest.
Members of the media converged around her next, and she told them all the same thing. "Abstinence is worth fighting for. It's the only way we can look our kids in the eyes and tell them they'll be safe. Safe in body, mind, and soul."
Ten minutes after the last interview she was in her four-door Toyota headed for the S Street shelter, the one closest to the Capitol, the one where her next appointment would take place in just half an hour. She pulled out of the parking lot, drove past the manicured lawns and carefully kept landscaping, and headed west past the impressive buildings and detailed architecture.
The transition happened in the next few blocks. Lush green grass became cracked sidewalks and dirty gutters; rose gardens gave way to littered alleys, stunning buildings to old brick and graffiti. Mary felt herself unwind. She had a voice in that world, but she was more comfortable in this one. More fulfilled. Especially today. Her appointment was with a woman who wanted to end her life, a woman fleeing with her two young daughters, running from an abusive boyfriend and convinced at twenty-three that life held nothing more for her.
Mary gripped the steering wheel. God, give me the words ... the way You always have.
My grace is sufficient for you, daughter. The words breezed across her heart, full and rich, assuring her.
A group of guys in their late teens was gathered at the next stoplight. They looked rough, with their tight white T-shirts, metal chains, and tattoos. They spotted Mary, and two of them grinned and waved. She knew them. They were regulars at the youth center-another project she'd won funding for.
"Mary ... hey, Mary!" one of them shouted.
The light was red, so she rolled down her window. "Good morning, guys. Staying out of trouble?"
"Anything for you, Mary." One of the others saluted her, and she smiled. A week ago he'd told her the good news. He was coming to the youth center for regular Bible studies. Another life saved from the streets.
The light changed and she waved good-bye. "Come see me sometime."
She turned her attention back to the road. The women's shelter was three blocks up on the left, an old five-story brick building with apartments on all but the first two floors. A living room, library, and kitchen, along with a day-care facility and several private offices and meeting rooms, made up the first level, and the second held a workout room, classrooms, and an oversized meeting area for church services.
Mary found her regular parking place in the back lot and headed for the side door. She loved every inch of this place. This was her life's purpose, the reason Christ had rescued her. She squinted against the bright midmorning sun. Use me in this woman's life, Lord. Give her a reason to stay, a reason to come back. A reason to live.
Inside she stopped at the front desk.
Leah Hamilton was working at the computer. She looked up, curious. "How did it go?"
"Very well." Mary picked up a stack of mail with her name on it. "They don't take their vote for a while. I think they'll fund it again." She peered around the corner. "Is she here yet?"
"Signing her kids into day care." Leah was nineteen, a lovely girl, inside and out, from the wealthy enclaves across the river. Three days a week she took college courses in theater and music, but the other two she was here volunteering her time and energy to work alongside the team at the shelter. She had an uncanny way of connecting with the women, helping them feel safe and cared for from the moment they entered the building.
And that was always the hardest part-getting abused women to step out of a harmful situation into the safe haven of the shelter.
"What's her name?"
"Emma Johnson. She's twenty-three with two little girls." Leah frowned. "I'm worried about her."
"Me too." Mary took the file marked Emma from the corner of the desk. In their initial phone discussion, the shelter's staff counselor had written in the file that Emma had gotten into drugs as a teenager, and now she was bruised and battered because of her boyfriend.
In addition, the counselor had noted that Emma was suicidal. "I feel trapped, like I'm in a prison and I can't get out," Emma had told the counselor.
It was that part that had caught Mary's attention. Trapped in a prison. The words could've been her own once, a lifetime ago. Mary sighed. Dozens of abused women filed through the doors of the DC shelters every day. She couldn't meet with all of them, so for the most part she left counseling to her very able staff.
But this one ...
Mary tucked the file under her arm and nodded at the door down the hallway. "I'll be waiting." She smiled at Leah. "Bring Emma to my office when she's ready."
Inside the small room, Mary shut the door and studied Emma's file again. Once in a while God brought someone who needed to hear her story. Her entire story. Her story of gut-wrenching heartache and sorrow and finally her story of victory.
Her love story.
Without ever meeting her, Mary was convinced that Emma was one of those women.
She stood and went to the window facing S Street. The sun was passing behind a cloud, and an anxious feeling plagued her. Days like this it all came back, the horrors that had trapped her and threatened to consume her. Fear and deceit, pain and addiction. Faithlessness and promiscuity and a desire to end her own life.
In Bible times people would have called her possessed of those horrors. Demons, they would've said. People today were reluctant to use that word, but whatever the wording, the effect was the same. Bondage and helplessness, with no way out.
Until she met Jesus.
She was no longer a slave to her own seven demons but a willing servant, dedicated and indebted to the Master, determined to make every breath count for His purposes alone. Her devotion was that strong.
Mary looked up and found a place beyond the passing cloud. What horrors did Emma Johnson face? In what ways did she need to be rescued?
A long shaky breath left Mary's lips. Her job was easier when she stayed busy, stayed in the present day, making rounds between Senate committee hearings and ministry on the streets of DC. But sometimes when the situation warranted it, she allowed herself to go back to the sad, sorry beginning. Telling her story was one way of underlining the truth, one way of making sure that the pain she'd suffered hadn't been without reason.
She swallowed hard and leaned into the windowsill. What were people thinking these days? Jesus wasn't merely a good teacher, and He certainly wasn't only a man-the way the world saw men. There had been no marriage or family for Jesus Christ. He'd come to set people free. Period. And that's just what He'd done in her life. People didn't understand the power of Jesus-not the real power.
It was her job to tell them. Her job to tell Emma Johnson.
Jesus had rescued her, saved her from horrors that otherwise would've killed her. That wasn't something a normal man could've done. Her rescue hadn't come at the hands of a mere mortal-no way. It had come through the working of a mighty God.
Mary felt her anxiety ease. She would tell Emma every piece of her story so the woman might understand the real Jesus, the one people often didn't know about. Her story alone was proof that Jesus was who He claimed to be. Not just a good teacher or a kind leader, but God in the flesh. Because it would've taken God to redeem someone like Mary. Someone like Emma Johnson. God Almighty, Lord and Savior. Wholly man, yes. But more than that.
Use these questions for individual reflection or for discussion with a book club or other small group. They will help you not only understand some of the issues in Divine but also integrate the book's messages into your own life.
1. We know very little about the real Mary Magdalene. What we know for certain is that Jesus rescued her from seven demons-Scripture tells us that twice. Mary Madison was delivered from seven strongholds also: fear, lying, self-inflicted pain, addiction, faithlessness, promiscuity, and thoughts of taking her life. How could any one of these ruin a person's life? Explain how these troubles were too strong for Mary to work out by herself.
2. What strongholds have you seen in your life or the lives of people you know? Give an example of how Jesus has rescued you or one of those people.
3. Do you think the real Mary Magdalene understood that Jesus was divine-fully man and fully God? Why or why not?
Excerpted from Divine by KAREN KINGSBURY Copyright © 2006 by Karen Kingsbury. Excerpted by permission.
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Meet the Author
Karen Kingsbury is currently America’s best-selling inspirational author. She has written more than 30 of her Life-Changing Fiction titles and has nearly 5 million books in print. Dubbed by Time magazine as the Queen of Christian Fiction, Karen receives hundreds of letters each week and considers her readers as friends. Her fiction has made her one of the country’s favorite storytellers, and one of her novels - Gideon’s Gift - is under production for an upcoming major motion picture release. Her emotionally gripping titles include the popular Redemption series, the Firstborn series, Divine, One Tuesday Morning, Beyond Tuesday Morning, Oceans Apart, and A Thousand Tomorrows. Karen and her husband, Don, live in the Pacific Northwest and are parents to one girl and five boys, including three adopted from Haiti. You can find out more about Karen, her books, and her appearance schedule at www.KarenKingsbury.com.
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A wonderful read with a solid grounding on topic. An absolute mature audience only due to the theme--not for 'tweens'.
If I have one compalint it would be that I am left wanting more of the characters. I feel left dangling wanting the characters to continue, just as with all Karen Kingsbury's novels.
Uplifting, even for those who aren't devoutly religious. I'm not a churchgoer, but I still found this story of faith, redemption, and forgiveness to be encouraging.
The story of Mary Madison is intended as a modern-day parable of Mary Magdalene, and the healing power of God's love.
It's a sad, at time heartbreaking tale that ends with God's forgiveness and mercy. Overall, enjoyable.
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Easy to read and really touches your heart. I had doubts about how much I would enjoy this book but I fell into it quite easily. It's a love story that emphases God's love for us and our love for each other. Try it.
In the DC area at one of her women¿s shelter, Mary Madison is briefed by her receptionist Leah Hamilton that her newest resident Emma Randall looks suicidal and ready to bolt. Battered and with no hope, the twenty-three year old Emma considers herself unworthy and ready to flee now that her two young children are safe from their abusive father Charlie. However, Leah softly gets Emma to meet with the legendary Mary while four years old Kami and two years old Kaitlyn play with dolls. --- Mary shocks the frightened Emma by asking if she should like to hear her story not just the media account. Hesitantly Emma agrees so Mary explains how Jesus loved her and saved her. She was a little girl when her hooker mother took them to stay with her maternal Grandma Peggy who gives the little girl a purse with scripture inside. However, her mother immediately removed them back to the streets. When she scores a three day job with out of town Johns, her mom leaves Mary with her pimp the last time they saw one another. From that moment Mary battled the seven demons that lead to sin and helplessness until she meets a believer who introduces her to Jesus. --- This is a terrific modernization of Mary Magdalene living in Washington DC and using her story to encourage other people especially women that hope lies with Jesus. Mary¿s tale is told in flashbacks, which enhances how far she has come. Karen Kingsbury provides a deep character study of how one woman with help overcame seven contemporary demons (drugs, prostitution, etc.), but also makes no apologies that the author believes the path is with Jesus readers who want a clear split between state and religion may find the religious message overbearing, but everyone will agree that Ms. Kingsbury provides an entreating parable starring a modernized Magdalene. --- Harriet Klausner
I enjoyed reading this book although it really "push" (may not be the right word) god. I do believe in him and his powers, but I guess I just don't see or hear it that way. Anyhow it kept me wanting to read it (read it 4days). I'm glad that I got it on Free Fridays.
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This book is awesome. It is the first Karen Kingsbury book that I read & I didn't want to put it down. Modern Day Mary Magadelene story.
One of her finest novels!
What a story. Turning tragedy in to triumph. Couldn't put book down. Would definitely recommend.
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All I can say is WOW! Talking about being a witness - God had wonderful plans for this lady. A must read! Held yur attention from the very beginning.
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THIS is what Christian fiction should be: documenting how the Lord pulls us up from the deepest problems, sins, and loss of hope, how He saves us and gives us hope. Absolutely the best novel of Kingsbury's that I have thus far read and I applaud her for writing what was placed on her heart by the Lord.
Amazing story, great read