CHAPTER 5
Susannah’s soul was saturated with God throughout the singing. It wasn’t until the sermon started that her mind began to wander.
Her stubborn, unruly mind.
God, I’m trying to take every thought captive. I really am. I know I must be a terrible disappointment to you, but please help me focus instead of complaining about all these hopes that can never come true.
That’s what made it so hard, though. The fact that whatever she once had with Scott — or at least whatever her little girlish mind had thought she’d had with him — was nothing but a dream, an impossibility.
She handed Scott over to God four months ago. Four months ago, as an early autumn overtook the fields of Orchard Grove, as the leaves fluttered on the branches before surrendering to their inevitable fate, she sat o
