The Pastor's Christmas Courtship. Glynna Kaye
Her Holiday Homecoming
Jodi Thorpe’s childhood vacation cabin seems the perfect place for her to heal her broken heart…and avoid Christmas cheer. After twelve years, nothing in Hunter Ridge has changed—except Garrett McCrae. The bad boy who was once her secret crush is now the town minister. And Garrett won’t let her miss out on all the hope and joy the holiday brings. With every day he’s drawn to the vulnerable woman Jodi’s become, even as he’s about to leave for a mission halfway around the world. But as they grow closer, their plans begin to change. Can Garrett make it a season to remember, with a love they can’t forget?
How had she landed in his arms?
Then she remembered. Their sleds had collided, and after rolling in the snow she’d landed in a heap right on top of him.
Once he regained his footing, he reached down to clasp her outstretched hand.
“Easy there. It’s slick here.”
She’d barely stood when her footing gave way and she pitched forward into his chest, her arms flying around him to stay upright. And then she looked up at him, eyes wide, her face mere inches from his.
“I’m…sorry.” Why had her words come out a breathy whisper?
Up close, the depths of his stormy gray eyes were even more amazing than she’d remembered. For a long moment they stared at each other.
What was she doing? Garrett was a friend. Just a friend. She stepped back sharply. “I think I have my footing now.”
So why was her heart still pounding?
GLYNNA KAYE treasures memories of growing up in small Midwestern towns—and vacations spent with the Texan side of the family. She traces her love of storytelling to the times a houseful of great-aunts and great-uncles gathered with her grandma to share candid, heartwarming, poignant and often humorous tales of their youth and young adulthood. Glynna now lives in Arizona, where she enjoys gardening, photography and the great outdoors.
The Pastor’s Christmas Courtship
Glynna Kaye
And without faith it is impossible to please God, because anyone who comes to him must
believe that he exists and that he rewards those who earnestly seek him.
—Hebrews 11:6
Let the morning bring me word of your unfailing love, for I have put my trust in you. Show me the way I should go, for to you I entrust my life.
—Psalms 143:8
Let us draw near to God with a sincere heart and with the full assurance that faith brings, having our hearts sprinkled to cleanse us from a guilty conscience and having our bodies washed with pure water. Let us hold unswervingly to the hope we profess, for he who promised is faithful.
—Hebrews 10:22–23
To Natasha Kern—
my agent, encourager and sister in Christ.
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“Could you use some help there, ma’am?”
Ma’am? Her hooded head jerking up, Jodi Thorpe grimaced at the sound of a male voice carrying over the rumble of a big diesel pickup. Headlights illuminating the lingering remnants of twilight, the truck idled alongside her on the snow-covered dirt road. The passenger-side window had been rolled down, but the driver calling out from the far side of the interior was cloaked in shadow,