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1 " I believe God spoke to you at cliffs. Her hand came to rest on the top of my head. But perhaps you weren't truly listening "
― Jenny B. Jones , There You'll Find Me
2 " Does your love reach this far, God? And if it extends to heaven and beyond… why can’t it seem to find me? "
3 " People everywhere, enjoying life, smiling, and just slowing down to let the world take care of itself for a few hours. The feeling was contagious. Especially when I stepped into McPherson's Pub to grab a bite of the special and listen to some traditional Irish music. The fiddle made me want to dance with myself, and many did. The drum beat like my very own heart. And some little flute that looked no wider than a pencil reminded me of the Aran Islands floating not too far from Abbeyglen.God was here tonight. In the strings of the guitar and the call of the singer's voice. I realize how often I overlook him back at home. And I know I don't want to do that anymore.The LORD will send His faithful love by day; His song will be with me in the night a prayer to the Gid of my life. "
4 " Life can be hard in the real world. "
5 " My fate is like those envelopes – sealed and tossed aside. "
6 " You’re a teenager. It’s all complicated. "
7 " To truly try means to accept God's love, his healing, to accept the world can be ugly, but your heart doesn't have to be. It takes courage, Finley the warrior. You haven't held on to your anger and bitterness in search of healing, but as a banner of your hurt. Because it's real and visible and strong, " she said. "But so is God's love and so are those arms he's holding out for you. "
8 " Can you tell me what happened?"Her lips thinned as she shook her head. "'Tis not a happy tale.""You have me reading a book about a girl who tries to kill an entire town. Anything else at this point would be a pick me up. "
9 " It was almost painful to watch,that kite of mine. Tethered to the string in my hand. Dancing in the sky all alone. My breath caught in my throat, my pulse beating wild and crazy on my chest. My heart soaring with every dip and turn of the kite,as if I were flying along,instead of standing with my two feet on the ground, squinting against the sun to see the dance.What if it fell?What if the breeze took it away?I counted the seconds until I could reel it back in.I was that kite.Fragile against the wind. Soaring one minute. Spiraling straight down next. Just looking for something to hold me up.Before I spun out of control and flew away. Dissappearing fron sight. "
10 " You’re not too bad, Finley Sinclair.”I couldn’t have looked away from this boy if the room had caught on fire. “You’re okay yourself. At times.”“But we can’t get involved.”“No.” I swallowed. “Definitely not.”His face lowered a fraction of an inch. “Because I’m infamously bad.”“And I’m staying away from trouble.”His voice was rough, husky. “It would never work.” I took a step closer. “Impossible.”He traced my cheek with the pad of his thumb. “We don’t even like each other." “I pretty much can’t stand you.”And then his lips crushed to mine. "
11 " And as for girls who try to stay away from me—my charm always wears them down.”“I’m up-to-date on my shots, so I’m pretty much immune to everything. "
12 " Are you ready for me to read?” I took her outstretched cup and placed it on the bedside table.“I was ready ten minutes ago. If you wait any longer I’ll have time to write a novel meself. "
13 " Any pub will do?”“McPherson’s, I think. One with music that will alter my life forever, give me eternal happiness, and make me see God. You know. One like that.”“So you need the magical sound of Ireland and some information about an Abbeyglen native. Francine”—Beckett’s eyes danced in the streaming sunlight—“I’m about to solve your every problem.” Beckett stood up and gave my hair a light tug. “Prepare to worship and adore me. "
14 " You can talk to your old dad about anything, you know. Except boys. And bras. And that Bieber fellow. "
15 " - We don't even like each other.- I pretty much can't stand you.And then his lips crushed to mine. "
16 " When I get to heaven one day, I'm going to ask God how it's possible that time moves so much quicker on the weekends than on school days. "
17 " This is Ireland, Finley. It's rough. It's wild. And it is holy. "
18 " In all these things, I am more than victorious through Him who loves me. "
19 " What is it you want, Finley Sinclair?"Some peace. Some healing. To hear God's voice again.I wanted to find my brother's Ireland. To put it into song.And I wanted my heart back."I'll know it when I find it." I looked past Beckett and into the night sky. "Or when it finds me. "
20 " I'd had too many moments when I had needed saving. But I wanted those to be over. "