Megan put her walk with the Lord on hold while she lived comfortably as "the mistress." Years later, abandoned and alone she realizes what she's lost and what she's missed. When Doctor Winston comes into her life, she remembers that Jesus is still standing on her threshold, but she can only see the man in front of her. When she sees his blue eyes, she's determined to give love a second chance. Will she put "no false idols" before her Lord? Will Megan trust the Lord, even when things don't turn out the way she expected? Will her heart be broken or saved?
|Publisher:||Nelson, Thomas, Inc.|
|Product dimensions:||6.00(w) x 9.00(h) x 0.35(d)|
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I was impressed with the emotions that our author put down on paper. Megan lives as a woman who is smart, funny, beautiful and yet incredibly innocent for being a woman who has had an affair for over a decade. The story mirrors life and goes the through a beautiful journey that you cant stop reading. Within this story is Megans devotion to God. Its a delicate book and reminds us all that God loves us and that we too can be forgiven. I am glad to have read this book.
Where does one begin to relate the shear waste of time and money in this "work." I picked it up as a gamble and a goof simply to see what might be within its covers. There is a reason I refrain from gambling and my customary sense was correct. Both literature and a tree were the sacrificial lambs in the book's production. Descriptive prose and strength of image are nowhere to be found. As a result, the reader is forced to fully concoct images of background, object, atmosphere and expression. The characters are equally bland, faceless and unconvincing. The story is nonsensical like trying to create a puzzle with pieces from two different sets. In all, there were more fill-in-the-blanks than words. It is essay writing 101 with equal parts sophomoric syntax and juvenile jargon. The theme is ostensibly spiritual but served on a plate of self-serving, hands raised to heaven, "God please help me" offerings. Megan, our heroine, is equally incredulous. For example, she has had a married lover in a small seaside town for 15 years but "no one knows." She seems to have drifted through these years not knowing it herself. When the lover finally ends the relationship, she compares her wasted love to "dead leaves" and her life to "dripping mascara." Even her name lacks believability - maybe there are thousands of Hispanic families naming their daughter "Megan." In a scene meant to express desperation but written desperately void of emotion, Megan places one hand on her head and the other over her face, like the proverbial monkeys who hear, see and speak no evil. Perhaps, she's engaged in an iconic maneuver akin to tapping her head and rubbing her tummy. If so, it would be likened to a Mel Brooks movie scene. I doubt that was the author's intent. It becomes clear early on that the author writes of things beyond her experience and without research. It explains why she is unable to describe them. This book would be perfect on one of those cold, wet evenings to stoke the fireplace. I suspect the days our author devoted to writing this manuscript may have served some purpose. Once again, we are left to use our imagination as to why it was written at all. No doubt, the reasons are more interesting than its contents.