"Then I think about my own little desires. The desire that my husband would be completely healed from his disease, and how he is still suffering through this every day. It is all hurting my heart, and then I think about hope..."
Take this four week journey to challenge and renew your thoughts on hope.
In the book you will learn how to stop being at war with yourself, be thankful to God and celebrate your uniqueness, embrace your own story joyfully, completely and with pride, be an original of you instead of an imitation of someone else, believe that God can use you right where you are, exactly the way you are, use your tongue to build not destroy and use your one and only life to impact others.
Joe stared out at the old swing-bridge in the middle of the river. Diving from that bridge was the only thing he’d ever accomplished in his life, and if he could do it once, he could do it again. Then things would be different. But the bridge looked vaguely sinister now, a rusting steel skeleton balanced on a concrete finger thrusting out of the dark water. And then there was the boy-in-the-cow.
It is always advisable, when you are a conman, to make sure that the town that you're about to try to con does not have a land such as Streel hidden within it. For if it does, you may find yourself trying to escape your mind in an incomprehensible land with a left-handed scribe, being forced to deal with lexically picky ants, Kweengs, and the Freel on your journey through your fears, God and love.