A Light on the Hill (Cities of Refuge #1)

by Connilyn Cossette

“If there’s one thing I’ve learned in my life, it’s that one can either endure hardship or thrive within it.”

perhaps it was not Yahweh who had stopped whispering to my heart seven years ago, but me who had built a wall between us.

“Yes, an oversight of one of the ritual laws given to the priests. Yahweh has provided such mercies, thankfully, for even the priests are nothing more than human.”

I release my own life to you, Yahweh. It is yours to do as you will.

I vowed once again to never assume the worst of those around me and to guard against the seeds of bitterness and self-pity ever taking root in my heart.