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In times like these, baking became her only solace. Something about blending the chaos of different ingredients to create a new, tantalizing dessert set Eliza’s world at ease.
Book boyfriends were far less likely to break your heart than real ones.
“Show me a person without sin, and I’ll show you a catfish that barks like a dog.”
‘When we bring our sin to the Lord, does He remove it as far as the east is from the west?’ Of course, Sandy and I agreed that He did. ‘So,’ he asked us. ‘Why do you two insist on looking for it?’”
“Oh, sweet girl. Living with shame is a lot like baking with arsenic. The cupcake may look beautiful on the outside, but inside…”
“Every spring, they get another chance. It’s the same bulb; it can’t change where it’s been planted. And yet, it’s technically a brand-new bloom. Pretty neat, huh?”
Things weren’t always simple and straightforward. Life was messy and complicated. And any worthwhile relationship required digging deep, occasionally venturing into dark and difficult places. But you often came out better for it.
But being your mother is the greatest role I’ve ever been given. And it was brilliant casting on God’s part, if I do say so myself.”
No, that happened far, far away from the revelry. In the hidden corners and crevices of a person’s life, where light and beauty were hard to find. In the places where secrets were exposed and scars were made. That’s when marriages either thrived or failed.
