You are trustworthy.' She said it again and again, letting the chorus seep into her quavering heart and hungry soul. "I trust you with everything. My whole life. I want your will, Lord. Not mine. Just . . . . ' Her voice broke. 'Just Christ alone. That's what I choose. You're enough.

Women who've made peace with living alone," she started, counting off on one finger, "and women with healthy self-confidence . . ." She counted off a second finger, then cocked her head at Kate. "Are you getting this?"

Kate nodded. "Women who've made peace with living alone and women who have a healthy self-confidence . . ."

"Can always, BUT ALWAYS, afford to be picky.

You shouldn’t have to convince anyone of who you are – but I have a feeling you’ve spent most of your life doing just that. -Levi

And I pray that you no longer seek happiness from the past, but rather you set your sails forward, to a land that is pure and wonderful. I pray that you no longer stare into the shallows of empty promises, but that you dive into the depth of an ocean of guarantees. May you feel the winds of hope, and smell the scent of joy, may your heart be alive again as it was meant to be. For you are with a better captain, you are with a true sailor, a true leader; You are sailing with Christ, and He is always sure to lead us home.

With the many uncertainties, of one thing I was sure. I could not escape love, the very thing that had kept me mobile since the day I realized I was capable of giving and receiving it.

Do you really want to put yourself through this? Is loving me really enough to endure everything you have to just to be with me?"

Meeting his fiery gaze, I ran my fingers through his hair, kissed him gently before I attempted to set us both free.

"It will always be enough.