Brush of Angel's Wings

Brush of Angel's Wings

by Ruth Reid


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ISBN-13: 9780718084271
Publisher: Nelson, Thomas, Inc.
Publication date: 01/10/2017
Series: A Heaven On Earth Novel Series
Edition description: Reissue
Pages: 368
Sales rank: 353,251
Product dimensions: 8.30(w) x 5.40(h) x 1.00(d)

About the Author

Ruth Reid is a CBA and ECPA bestselling author of the Heaven on Earth, the Amish Wonders, and the Amish Mercies series. She’s a full-time pharmacist who lives in Florida with her husband and three children. When attending Ferris State University School of Pharmacy in Big Rapids, Michigan, she lived on the outskirts of an Amish community and had several occasions to visit the Amish farms. Her interest grew into love as she saw the beauty in living a simple life. Visit Ruth online at; Facebook: Author-Ruth-Reid; Twitter: @AuthorRuthReid.

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Brush of Angel's Wings

A Heaven on Earth Novel
By Ruth Reid

Thomas Nelson

Copyright © 2012 Ruth Reid
All right reserved.

ISBN: 978-1-59554-789-7

Chapter One

Rachel Hartzler wove through the wedding crowd, then dashed toward the line of parked buggies. Now that her sister Iva's wedding ceremony had ended, Rachel needed to rush home and help with the meal preparations. It wouldn't be long before the throng of wedding guests migrated from her aenti's house to her parents' home to continue celebrating.

She hitched her horse in haste, hoping to avoid the guests and their comments. Several had already mentioned that she would be the next Hartzler married. The last Hartzler, she'd inwardly corrected. She wasn't holding her breath. Marriage wasn't around the corner for her. At age twenty, well past the prime time to court, she had yet to be offered a ride home after one of the youth singings. Lately she'd been praying about becoming a teacher. A good job for a maydel.

Rachel climbed into the buggy and fastened the canvas leg covering over her lap. Despite the clear sky and sun overhead, Michigan's early spring wind produced a teeth-chattering chill.

"Geh on, Ginger." She tapped the reins. The horse obeyed and the buggy lurched forward. Once on the main road, she gave the horse a free head. The mare, feeling her morning oats, picked up the pace. A retired harness racer, Ginger ran faster than any of the other horses in her father's stock.

As a steady clopping of hooves from behind them grew louder, Ginger must have sensed competition approaching and her pace automatically increased. Rachel dismissed the fleeting notion to rein in the mare. After all, the icy winter had kept them both off the roads. With only a thin layer of slush on the pavement, it wouldn't hurt to let the horse burn her energy.

She glanced out the window opening at an approaching buggy. Shaded inside, the male driver's identity wasn't visible. His sorrel gelding came alongside her, nostrils flaring from the quick pace. The horse didn't have the zest to pass, despite his driver's calls to go faster.

It had been a long time since her last race. A flash of pride spurted through her veins. Ginger could win without an ounce more energy. But strategy was important.

Rachel caught a glimpse of how close the other buggy's wheel was to hers. Too close. Any connection would tangle them both into a heap. A good excuse to move faster. She clucked her tongue and Ginger happily obeyed. Her heart rate increased to match the faster clopping of Ginger's hooves. The brisk air burned Rachel's cheeks and a chill traveled down the back of her neck. She'd never gone so fast.

The stiff breeze caught her winter bonnet and slipped it off her head, saved from blowing away only by the loosely tied strings around her neck. Her flimsy prayer kapp flapped as a few of the pins holding the head covering in place loosened. She shifted the reins to one hand and used her free hand to grasp the strings of her kapp.

A few of her aentis had skipped the ceremony to prepare the meal, so she certainly didn't want to arrive home with her hair askew and her covering in disarray. Buggy racing was only something that happened between the boys, and even then the elders did not always overlook their boyish pranks.

The last buggy race she'd won caused some undesirable attention. She shouldn't want to risk spoiling her sister's wedding festivities just to prove she could handle a fast horse. Still, the excitement surging inside spurred her on. She would pull back on Ginger and drop her speed when they reached the bend on Northland Drive where the dirt road leading to the farm came into view. Continuing the race around the corner wouldn't be wise.

"Get over, there's a—" The man's muffled yell was swallowed by a blaring horn.

Rachel stuck her head out the side opening. A semitruck driver laid on the horn again as he sped past. The truck's draft pushed Ginger off the road and onto the dirt shoulder. The shuddering buggy wheel dipped into a large hole. Rachel slid across the seat and slammed hard against the door. Another jolt lifted her off the bench and hurled her toward the window. Something solid thudded against the side of her buggy and kept her from catapulting out.

She clambered to get back into position and held the reins tightly in her hands. She leaned back and pulled steadily on Ginger's reins. "Come on, girl, whoa!" she shouted, her voice shrill with fear. Finally, the horse stopped. She held her hand over her ribs and inhaled a few quick breaths. Her muscles quivered, but she didn't dare release her grasp on the reins, not with Ginger pawing at the ground.

Squeezing her eyes closed, she whispered, "Denki, God. You spared mei life."

"You got that right."

She jumped, startled by the appearance of the man and the harshness in his tone. She opened her eyes to come face-to-face with Jordan Engles.

"You nearly killed both of us." He cocked his head to gain full view of the inside of her buggy, narrowing his mossy-green eyes.

"I did? You were certainly intent on racing." She bit her tongue to keep from adding, And you lost.

He rubbed his neck while cranking it side to side. His expression relaxed and he cleared his throat. "Are you okay?" The edginess was gone from his voice.

Reality of the near accident sank in and rendered her speechless. She couldn't offer more than a mere nod. She rubbed her sweaty hands against the folds of her dress. Her palms, raw from the leather reins rubbing them, burned.

He squatted in front of the wheel, poked around a bit, then rose. "You've damaged the wheelbase."

Ach, her father wouldn't be pleased with the news. "I heard a loud thud. What did I hit?"

"Other than a hole? Nothing."

Before she had a chance to respond, he opened the door and made a short jerk of his head. "Get out. I'll drive you."

She flipped off the leg covering and lowered herself to the ground. Ginger lunged forward and the buggy shifted. Rachel jumped back inside, scrambled over the seat, and set the brake. Something she should've remembered the moment the buggy stopped.

"Take it easy," Jordan said.

Not knowing if he meant her or the horse, she moved with caution. With the buggy on the edge of the ditch, and his unwillingness to stand aside, there wasn't much space to step out. When she did, her arm brushed against his chest. She followed the hooks and eyes on his dark vest to his thick neck and snug-fitting collarless shirt. Then she lifted her eyes and focused on the dimple indenting the center of his chin.

He grinned. "You think you can move aside now?"

"I ... uh ..." If she could find a deeper hole, she'd bury herself. The entire incident left her stunned. But so did staring into his eyes.

Looking more closely at him, she realized his teeth were clenched and he'd pinned his shoulder against the wheel. When she glanced at the soft ground, reality of the situation soaked in like a stale slice of bread sponging up milk. Her movement threatened the buggy's stability.

"Move away from the buggy." He tossed his head, knocking the straw hat sideways on his head, revealing a thick mass of auburn waves.

She inched passed him. Instead of waiting for him at his buggy, she went around to the other side to calm Ginger, who hadn't stopped stomping the ground.

"Easy, girl." She glided her hand down the horse's neck and along her back to the harness buckle. After releasing the straps, she freed the mare. Unbalanced, the buggy shifted.

Jordan's strained groan sounded like a growl.

"Ach, I'm sorry."

She rushed back to the other side of the buggy as his boot slid over the mixture of gravel and slushy mud.

His jaw squared, causing the veins in his thick neck to swell with pressure. "Stand back!"

"You are not alone, child." The ten-foot spread of Nathaniel's unfurled wings engulfed Jordan under its protective canopy. Braced against the wheel, Jordan hadn't realized his burden had been lifted. He still pressed, still struggled, laboring against what had already been done.

Nathaniel covered Jordan's hands and pushed the limp wheel onto stable ground.

Standing mute, Jordan rubbed his hands together as though he recognized the source of the penetrating heat.

"Acknowledge God in your heart," Nathaniel whispered, spreading a warm breeze over Jordan's face. Even Nathaniel's gentle touch to his shoulder didn't awaken Jordan's spirit.

The young man glanced up at the sky. His mouth clamped tight.

Nathaniel's wings retracted. His radiance dimmed as he moved away. He could do no more at present. He would return to the perimeter of the ethereal realm, where he watched over his charge. Until called again by God.

* * *

Jordan bent his knee and touched the wooden rim. His heart hammered against his chest. He hadn't enough strength to push the buggy onto safer ground, yet he saw the movement. He'd read how adrenaline can surge during a crisis. The idea seemed logical. He stood and rubbed the back of his neck.

Rachel's sharp breath broke his concentration. As he turned to look at her, his arm accidentally brushed against her shoulder.

"Denki," she said softly.

If he hadn't witnessed her racing the buggy, he never would have believed that this small-framed girl standing beside him could control a horse that strong and that fast. He'd barely held on to his gelding after the semi spooked him.

Jordan opened his mouth to say something about her foolish driving on a major highway, but stopped when he saw her trembling lips.

A gust of wind lifted her kapp, exposing long wisps of untamed hair. In the sunlight, her wheat-colored hair took on a reddish tinge. He froze, captivated by the shine.

She spun away and attempted to straighten her head covering. An impossible task while she held the horse's reins.

Jordan came up beside her and took hold of the mare. "I'll tie her to the back of my rig."

"Denki." She kept her back to him and in a flash had the pins out and the kapp refastened.

The mare held her head high, looking about her, while he lapped the leather strap through a metal ring and pulled it tight.

Instead of climbing into the buggy, Rachel was frowning, staring off in the distance.

"You do want a ride, don't you?" he asked as he came up behind her.

Rachel glanced at his extended hand and climbed into the buggy unassisted. Seated ramrod straight on the bench, she tucked her chin against her chest and closed her eyes, while her fingers fumbled to shove more stray strands of hair under her head covering.

Her hair looked fine spilling out from the kapp. He would have told her so, but he didn't dare add more tension to the situation. Apparently, riding in his buggy had put her on edge. Her dress wasn't wrinkled, yet she repeatedly hand-ironed the folds on it.

He realized he was staring at her while parked on the shoulder of a busy road. Not wise—for more than just safety reasons. He picked up the reins and released the brake.

When the buggy jerked forward, she grasped the edge of the seat and peered straight ahead, offering a perfect profile of high cheekbones.

"Where's the bucket brigade?" he asked.

She looked confused. "For what? A fire?"

"You were running that horse hard. I figured there could only be one reason: a fire." Her blue eyes sparkled like the reflective surface of his favorite fishing hole and appeared just as cold. "Where are you going?"

She shifted on the seat. "I live up the road. We're hosting a wedding for my sister."

"Are you Micah Hartzler's daughter?"

"Jah," she acknowledged curtly, then faced forward.

"I've been helping the Troyers close up their farm. They're moving to Wiscon—you already know that, since Iva will be moving too."

"Jah, Iva and Fanny," she mumbled.

Rachel finger-pleated the same fold in her dress over and over.

"I'm Jordan Engles."

"Jah. I know about you."

Since his mother died and he'd recently moved in with his Amish uncle, it seemed everyone in the community knew something about him, or more accurately, about his shunned mother.

"Here it is." Rachel pointed to an average-sized farmhouse. The wide wooden porch wrapped around two sides and lanterns hung from the overhead roof beams. He pulled into the gravel drive and stopped Blaze near the smaller of the two barns.

"Denki." Rachel jumped out of the buggy.

"Hey, where are you going?"

She spoke over her shoulder, "I have chores."

He motioned to her horse. "You ran that mare. You cool her down and wipe off the lather."

Without offering a rebuttal, she returned, reached for the leather strap, untied it, and led the mare toward the barn. Jordan watched her go, admiring her spunk. His adrenaline had relaxed, and now he could enjoy the humor of this slight girl having a road race on a busy highway.

A stream of buggies flowed down the driveway as the wedding guests began to arrive. Since coming to Mecosta County, Jordan had met only a handful of people. One buggy separated from the stream and pulled up beside his. He recognized the driver as a young man about his age named Timothy King.

Timothy hopped down, walked around the buggy, and helped his pregnant wife from her seat, tucking her hand underneath his crooked elbow.

He brought her up to Jordan and patted her hand. "Jordan, this is mei fraa, Sadie."

Jordan touched the brim of his hat. "Hello."

Sadie smiled and returned the greeting. At that moment the bride and another woman swept her away from Timothy. The three put their heads together and spoke some sort of secretive woman chatter as they moved toward the house.

"Sadie's sisters?" Jordan asked.

Timothy grinned. "Jah. Those three are as thick as flies on a cow in summer."

Jordan didn't really know how to respond. He felt awkward in this group. He didn't belong. Didn't want to belong.

He didn't know what else to do with himself, so he stood next to Timothy, who greeted the bearded men and introduced each one to Jordan in turn. Jordan shook hands and returned greetings, but all the bearded men blended together. Matthew Troyer bounded up to them, clapping Timothy on the back. He smiled at Jordan. "You are staying for the meal and the frolic tonight, jah?"

"The meal but not the frolic." Jordan had done well to avoid the singings, frolics, and get-togethers that involved the pairing of unmarried couples. He gave the honest excuse that he had no intention of staying in the community.

A buggy moving much faster than the rest came down the lane and halted in the midst of the growing crowd. Micah Hartzler climbed out and searched the crowd. When he didn't find what he was looking for, he breathlessly addressed the small group of men standing before him. "Anyone seen Rachel? Her buggy is disabled on the side of the road."

Jordan cleared his throat and raised his hand like he was in elementary school. "I gave her a ride. She's in the barn tending the horse." Heat crawled up his neck. Her father must not think much of him for letting a girl do the barn work while he socialized.

"She's okay?" Micah's heavy breathing slowed.

"The wheel's in bad shape, but Rachel and the horse are fine."

Micah visibly relaxed. "Gut." He paused as though gathering his thoughts, then looked at Jordan. "Would you ride with me and lend a hand with changing the wheel?"

He hesitated briefly before answering. "Sure." He didn't want to be in the position of having to explain what had happened to the buggy. On the other hand, if her father knew, maybe he would prevent her from running that horse on a busy highway.

Rachel came out of the barn, her hands black from dirt and horse sweat. "Daed, I ..." She paused, glanced at Jordan, then continued. "The buggy wheel's damaged."

"Jah, so I noticed. I'm going after it."

She stepped forward. "Let me help."

"No need." Micah clapped Jordan's shoulder. "I found me some strong hands, ain't so?"

* * *

If Rachel could slip off to the barn without others noticing, she would spend the remainder of the night with the livestock. Horses don't ask questions or hint about her approaching and passing the age for marriage and babies.

She finished drying the casserole dish and passed it to Aenti Leah on her right, then accepted the next rinsed one from Aenti Esther on her left. The rumble and laughter and rise and fall of voices in the other room continued.

Sadie reached for Fanny's hand. "I'm going to miss you and Iva moving so far away."

"You'll have to help Rachel find a bu. Then we can make the trip home for her wedding." Fanny handed Rachel a dry dish towel, relieving her of the soiled one. "Don't make Iva and me wait too long."


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Brush of Angel's Wings 4.2 out of 5 based on 0 ratings. 21 reviews.
wfnren More than 1 year ago
Rachel Hartzler does not fit in her Amish community, she likes to race her horse and buggy beating the boys, she can't cook or sew like normal Amish girls, and is resigned that she will be a leddich maydel. Two years ago she was encouraged to find the Angel that Judith Fischer talked to by Kate Bender who happened to be engaged to Rachel's brother James. Jordan Engles is not Amish but his Mother was and he is now living with his Uncle and looking for work. His father, a truck driver, left when he was very little and he never heard from him again. When Jordan's mother got cancer they lost everything trying to pay the medical bills and on her deathbed she asked him to go live with her brother to see what Amish life was like. Jordan gets hired on at the Hartzler farm which makes Rachel mad as he's taking her place helping her dad, which she see's as trying to take James' place. Kayla Davy is a rich Englischer who brings her horse to the Hartzler's to have him shoed, when she sees Jordan she flirts with him and Rachel doesn't like that. After the horse is there a few days she comes over to ride him but Jordan tells her it's too wet and not safe, he refuses to go with her so she saddles the horse and goes by herself. Jordan jumps on the horse to go get her, then drives her home. Kayla loans him her cell phone so he can look up truck driving schools because he thinks he'd have a better chance finding his dad that way. Jordan eventually feels his work is done at the Hartzler's so he hires on at the Davy's farm but when Micah Hartzler gets hurt and has to spend time in the hospital, Jordan returns to their farm to help out. That is until Kayla comes over to show him a text from his dad. Jordan's dad saw a message on the internet that Jordan's looking for him so he sends a text to Kayla's phone. Arrangements are made for Jordan and Clint, his father, to meet and from that meeting arrangements are mad for Jordan to go on the road with Clint. During the time he's gone Rachel's sister Sadie, who's having a troubled pregnancy, goes into early labor, delivers baby Ella, but loses her own life. Timothy, Sadie's husband, is beside himself and Rachel takes over the care of Ella during the day and his mother stays the night caring for Ella. Rachel tries to get Timothy to spend time with his daughter but he fights her every inch of the way. Timothy finally decides he can't care for his baby and his work so he asks Rachel to marry him. He explains that he's already gotten the Bishop's approval and they can grow to love each other. Rachel is stunned, she's dreamed about having a husband like Timothy, he loved Sadie so, was kind, caring, everything one would want in a husband, but she can't say yes. She promises to talk to her parents and pray about it. Throughout this story there are two Angel's, Nathaniel the good Angel and Tangus the bad Angel. These Angels are both assigned to Rachel and Jordan, and they seem more like you would think of your conscious talking to you, but you don't always hear everything your conscious tells you to do and which one do you listen to? Do Rachel and Timothy get married for Ella's sake, since Rachel promised to be there to care for her, does Jordan become a truck driver, does he stay English and return to Kayla or does he become Amish and return to Rachel, and if he returns to Rachel is it too late? I did enjoy this book and would recommend it to anyone that likes Amish books. The focus on the Angels
Deal_Sharing_Aunt More than 1 year ago
Brush of Angel's Wings by Ruth Reid book review This is not normally the type of book I read. However my mom loves these books, and she read a copy of this book the same time I did, and I thought it would be fun to have a mini book group. I also wanted to see how we each review the book. I received this ook on behalf of booksneeze, but all opinions are my own. I really liked the story because it had an angel in it, and was a very nice romantic story. I also found it interesting that there was also a devilish spirit that tried to go against the angel. I liked this because it reminded me of the truth that everyone has a conscious that tells you good or bad. This was a heaven on earth book and I would have loved to read the first in the series. However this book stands on its own. I also found it interesting to read about the Amish life style. I also liked how there was an outside visitor that wanted to become amish. It was interesting to see his struggle to leave electricity and the world as I know it. There were so many things going on in this book. One of the main themes was the loss of the son of the house. The main character is his sister. She struggles to help on the farm and help her dad as best as she could. Like every good story a baby is born and someone dies. I did not expect a second person to die in the book. I understand that it made for the ending of the book. I just wish that it didn't have to happen. I also thought that the use of Pennsyvania Dutch was a little too much. There is a glossary that tells you what the words mean. I just wish that there was a little less of it in the book. The book also states that it "Includes reading group guide". I wish that the guide was longer then 13 questions. All in all I think that it was a very nice story.
Glenajo on LibraryThing 17 days ago
Sweet Amish Story of Forgiveness and RedemptionRachel Hartzler was never like the other Amish girls, then brother died last year, and she still feels guilty. She tried to fill his place on her father¿s farm, but now her father hired Jordan Engles to assist with the work. Rachel feels pushed aside, but then her heart is attracted to his. The depth of this romance grows with the inclusion of some spiritual warfare, as angels battle for souls, and difficult family struggles.The discussions between the Guardian Angel and the demon add interest, and Biblical references to the story. The story is interesting, fun to read, and heartfelt. I enjoyed this Amish romance and recommend it to anyone looking for clean, heartfelt romance.Received Galley from
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Xalvadora is around seventeen years old. She has wavy brown hair and dark eyes, tan skin, and is about 5 ft. 6. She does not remember much about herself, much about anything, as she has suffered fom memory loss. Her wings are big for her size, and have a black fading into grey color scheme. Her powers are the control of light rays and shadows, her being able to bend them at will to make them a weapon or a tool of helping. She is kind and smart, always ready to lend a helping wing or give a smile. She would do anything for her friends, once she gets any, and is loyal. Yet she can get depressed for a reason unknown to her and it is hard to snap her out of her depression. She loves to sing and fight, is not afrad to get her hands dirty, and is looking for someone to take care of her for once.
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
Kaylee . Age 18. Her wings are white and black . Black hair with white tips . Her mom was a fallen angel her dad an angel . Thus creating a girl with multipersonalities . one personality is nice and sweet . The other is rude and sometimes cruel . Her wings be large
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
Name: Cloudness Flighter • Looks: pretty pale, dark pixie cut hair, gray eyes, usualy periwinkle, silver, or white wings, gold Hali with diamonds uncrusted in front • Age: 16 • Personality: wise, fun, careful, rebellious at some points, but also mellow • Powers: able to change wing color according to emotion, can control elements, controls partly weather • Pets: Barn and Snowy owl mix named Everest • Parents: Gina (controls aurora borelis) and Riley Flighter (controls the rotation of the planets outside the Milky Way) • Siblings: Shawn (in college), and Adam (controls light from the natural stuff) • Boyfriend: none • Crush: um...... • Other: is part of the Council
Fireflychayser More than 1 year ago
I received this book from Booksneeze for free in exchange for a fair and honest review. The opinions expressed here are my own and I was not required to give a positive review. Katie has lived through tragedy and heartache. But with the angel Elias by her side, the best years of her life are just ahead. When Katie Bender’s fiancé died in a tragic accident, so did her hope of finding love. Seth Stutzman arrived in Hope Falls days before the storm. And when he helps usher Katie and the children to safety, sparks fly. But Seth is only in town to help his brother, Amos, get back on his feet following the death of his wife. He can’t afford to have feelings for Katie. Sworn to protect what God has ordained, the mighty angel Elias appears to them as a mysterious visitor. And with his guidance, Katie and Seth find the courage to take the first small steps toward the life, and love, they were destined for. This is the third book in the Heaven on Earth Series, and although, I did not read the first two, I caught on to this book right away and felt right at home as I dove in and became attached to these characters and their stories. I found myself rooting for their love, and wanting every obstacle cleared for them to be together. This is the first book by Ms. Reid that I have read, and I found her writing to be easy to read and very engaging. I would definitely recommend this book and will certainly be checking out more books by this author!
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16, short black hair put into a em.o hairstyle. Icy bluegreen eyes. Is a bit muscular. All around nice...also He has no knowledge of his history or why he has a human brother. He has black wings and he has a fire finger a ice hand and a healing hand. He never really uses the healing hand. He suff.ers from bip.olarness and ADHD.
Starryblue More than 1 year ago
I enjoyed reading about Rachel and Jordan's bickering events. Rachel was such a strong willed women. I was extremely surprised to discover that she liked to race buggies against men. Jordan was an interesting character, since he was half Amish and an Englisher. I continued to read the book because I wanted to find out why Jordan's mother was shunned away from her Amish community. I also wanted to see Jordan open to Rachel and make up his mind about deciding if he was going to be an Englisher or an Amish. I 'm glad to say that I stay tuned to watch Rachel and Jordan's feeling develop toward each other. There transition with falling in love was beautifully written. My favorite quote from Jordan is when he says "I'm like the TV commercial. Sneezing,itchy...watery...eyes." I mean come on how many of us remember this commercial? I know I do, but maybe its because my little sister would constantly say this whenever she would use Kleenexes.This is definitely a quote everyone can relate to and remember seeing on TV. I found the doings from Nathaniel and Tangus to be a brilliant idea. The entire addition of the good angel vs. the evil angel was phenomenally done. I adored Jordan so much, because he always ate Rachel's meals. Her cooking skills were severely poor, that he still managed to eat her food. Now that is truly a great man. No matter how terrible Rachel's dinner dishes turned out, you could always count on Jordan to eat it. This Amish story was like no other that I have read.
smallkucing More than 1 year ago
I have read several Amish fiction and usually I love them. However, I regret to say that this book some how disappoints me. For me the characters seems a bit stiltled. Both Racherl and Jordan just doesn't seems to "connect". Rachel is deemed to be impulsive and some what rebellious but when I read the book, her characters seems so boring. Jordan is from the outside world but it seems quite illogical that he can assimilate his life in the community so fast and his problem just does not sound convincing enough. The redeeming point of the book is the "battle" between the angel Nathaniel and demon Tangus. The plot is also slow for me. I had a hard time finishing this book. However, as I have always said, read the book for yourself before you judge as each person taste in books is different. What I like, you may not like and vice versa. I have received a copy of this book from the publisher in exchange for a honest review
BirdNest71 More than 1 year ago
“Brush of Angel’s Wings” by Ruth Reid was an absolute delight to read. I have read many Amish books and this book is one of my favorites. Rachel and Jordan and both fighting to get beyond their personal “demons”. Rachel is not your typical Amish girl, she struggles with sewing, cleaning, and most of all cooking and would most like to spend the days doing the farm chores with her dad. Jordan is the son of an Amish born mother who left the community to marry an Englischer, he struggles with most everything related to farming. While Rachel is dealing with the death of her brother, Jordan is dealing with trying to find where he fits in the world. When Jordan is hired by Rachel’s father to help with the farm during their busy season, sparks fly between these two young people. While this seems to maybe be an average Amish storyline, the added dimension this book takes that I really enjoyed was the “behind the scenes” of good versus evil. With each struggle these characters faced, the reader gets the “play by play” taking place between the Nathaniel, the good angel, and Tangus, the evil angel. I definitely recommend this book to anyone who enjoys Amish fiction and anyone who enjoys a book with a new way of looking at things from “Heaven’s perspective”.
lauraofharvestlanecottage More than 1 year ago
Rachel's brother was killed in a tragic accident. She stepped in and filled his shoes by working with her father on farm chores. Until a stranger shows up in the barn one morning. Jordan was hired by Rachel's father, to work so that Rachel could concentrate on the womanly skills of cooking and homemaking, something she showed definite deficiencies in. She was after all, getting older, and needed to find a husband. 20! Well, she'd show him! She tries to get up earlier and do more and everything backfires on her. Jordan doesn't leave. In fact, an unexpected twist makes him more needed than ever. Throughout, Nathaniel, an angel and Tangis, a demon, speak to Rachel and Jordan in an effort to influence them. This was skillfully written. The way Nathaniel and Tangis interacted with the characters and with each other was revealing. Spiritual truth is woven throughout. It was a very inspiring story. There were a couple of times I just wanted to tell the Rachel to cut it out and be nice. ~smile~ The unexpected twists and turns kept me turning pages. Lots of drama with other characters in the book added variety. It was quite enjoyable. Four Stars I received this book free from the publisher through the BookSneeze®.com. I was not required to write a positive review
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cleffairy More than 1 year ago
I feel very depressed and hopeless lately. Nothing seems to go on right, and at times, I feel as if the world is against me and I feel as if I couldn’t trust anyone at all. This book, Brush of Angel’s Wings by Ruth Reid somehow reminded me that God is always there for me, even though I tend to forget Him at times. I forgot that when bad things happened, God is actually nudging me, to remind me that He is always there for me, and all I need is to look him up again so that things would be better. This book is inspirational. I could relate to it and I highly recommends it to those who feel that their life is going out of control.
PKJBooks More than 1 year ago
This book is different from other Amish books that i have read, the use of Angles the good verses evil really made this book more interesting and exciting as well. over all i would like to read more of this auther's books if she continue to write in this manner. I would recommend this book to any one who enjoys amish fiction.
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
I am Savage. I was born of a seraphim and a fallen angel. I do not care about the heavenly powers. They do what they want for themselves. He never looked at me. He does not care about me. So He can do whatever he wants and I will do whatever I want. I do not care for humans but this one girl. She is what I call precious. So I watch over her. I protect her. And kill those who try to harm her. You may say I am a guardian angel but I do more than watch over someones dreams....I have short cropped black hair with natural white stripes. One wing is black and one is white. Same as eyes. Right side is black d left is white. My skin color is bronze. I have an athletic figure with almost no chest or curves. But I do not care. I use twin katanas. A whip. And daggers hidden everywhere. I wear only black tanks and white leather pants. No shoes and no jewelry. I have a scar over my left eye. my white eye. I can still open my eye but it is closed more than the right. I have the ability to shift into any form I have had a taste of blood from. For I get that from my fallen angel mother. Whoopdidoo. One thing. If you cross me. Lie to me. Or injure my little angel. You better say goodbye to those you so foolishly love. I can be good. I can be bad. But if you did one of those things I am worse than Lycifer.
weatherlover1 More than 1 year ago
4.5 Stars! Rachel is the last unmarried daughter and with the death of her only brother two years earlier she feels the reasonability to help her father in the barn and fields and she enjoys it more then doing woman's work in the house. Her parents are worried that she is not going to find a husband if she is not working at improving her cooking and sewing skills. Her father hires Jordan who is not Amish but living with his Amish uncle for a while as his mom who had grown up Amish asked him right before she dies to give it a try. Rachel does not like Jordan and feels like her father is trying to replace her brother and does not want her to help and she becomes resentful. Jordan is looking for work so he can earn enough money to go to trucking school and move on with his life now that his mom is dead. Even though he finds working with the Amish rewarding he does not plan to stay long in the community. Little do Rachel and Jordan know but Nathaniel the angel that two years ago causes such a stir is back to help them find their way. With Nathaniel watching over them will they over come their fears and anger to find forever together and with their heavenly father? I really enjoyed this book. I admit I was curious when I read the first book in the series how angles where going to work in such a story line but its very good! What I liked: I loved how the angle Nathaniel was incorporated in this book! In the first book he was very visible which caused quite a stir amount the community. With this book he was more heard but not seen. Parts of the story was told from the angles side and I thought it was really cool. I also really liked the two main characters. I really wanted them to find peace with God and happiness together. What I did not like: There is not much I did not like with this book. The storyline with Rachel's sister was really sad and the part where she was possibly going to marry another man felt a little forced and predictable. Over all I really liked this book and look forward to the 3rd book of this series due out early next year. The author does a really great job of incorporating angles into the story line which makes for a unique reading adventure!
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
Roxas blonde hair gold eyes white wings age:? 2 brothers one sis parent:? Power:?