I wrestled with this question along with the main characters of Siri Mitchell’s novel Love’s Pursuit.
Love’s Pursuit takes place in the Puritan village of Stoneybrooke, Massachusetts, during the 1640’s. The story starts out like any typical historical romance. First, we meet Susannah Phillips, a gently-reared girl, unaware of her own beauty. She obeys all the rules, including setting her sights on the right man to marry. Enter Daniel Holcombe, handsome soldier of the king, to shake up Susannah’s world. Daniel questions the whys and wherefores of Susannah’s chosen life and stirs her heart in a most disturbing manner.
There’s also a poignant subplot, involving a woman who keeps to the fringes of society. A cruel father named her Small-hope and convinced her that’s all she could expect out of life. Small-hope’s transformation becomes a compelling part of this novel.
It all sounds familiar, yes? But don’t assume you know where this tale is going. Love’s Pursuit is more complex than that. The author takes her richly-drawn characters on an unforgettable journey and stirs up questions in the reader’s heart along the way.
Siri Mitchell’s novel is a celebration of how—in the way of a man with a maid—God pursues us, wishing only to lavish us with His love.
Now that I’ve enjoyed reading this book, I’d like to give it away to one of you!
My First Book Giveaway
Since I’ve been wanting to do Book Giveaways on my blog, I decided try one out to see how it goes. If enough people participate, I’ll do some giveaways of Christian fiction through companies that provide those books when they’re hot off the presses. This Giveaway Contest will involve a name being randomly drawn from all those entered. This contest ends on October 5th.
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Treat yourself to an excerpt from the novel:
The captain [Daniel Holcombe], still on one knee, caught me as I fell. “I place my humble person at your service.”
I could only protest his falsehood. “You are not humble!”
He chortled as he gathered me to his chest and came to his feet. “Nay, I have been graced with many things, but that particular quality does not number itself among them.”
He made as if to drop me and when I screamed, he tossed me above his head instead. And then he caught me up close against his chest again.
“You must let me go!”
“Must I?” We both watched Mary as she appeared at the ridge. He called to her to come join us.
“Truly, you must.”
“But then how would you get home?”
“You cannot carry me,” I protested.
“I cannot? I think I can. I am.” He glanced at me. “Ah, I see. You mean I should not. Are you certain?”
“’Tis not . . . seemly.”
I felt his shoulders shrug beneath my arms. “As you like. I suppose there are other ways of going about it.” He shifted me within his arms and then threw me over his shoulder. Gripping me at the chest about the knees with his arm, he let my own arms and head flop loose at his back.
Beating upon him with my fists did nothing but make him laugh. I doubted a hammer could knock a dent in that rigid back of his.
Mary was smiling long before she reached us. “A new manner of transport, Susannah? . . . I would have thought walking more comfortable, if not more prudent.”
“She has twisted her ankle.”
“And so you turned her over your shoulder?” There was a sauciness in Mary’s retort . . . she had me wishing that I were walking beside the captain, talking with him, looking into those changeable eyes, instead of being flung over his shoulder like a sack of meal.
“What else was I to do when she eschewed my arms?”
“I did not—”
But my words were jolted from me, as the captain began the descent toward home.
There are three things which are too wonderful for me; four I do not understand: The way of an eagle in the sky, the way of a serpent on a rock, the way of a ship in the middle of the sea, and the way of a man with a maid. Proverbs 30:18&19
Check out Siri Mitchell’s website for details about purchasing a copy of the book.
(FYI, all views shared on this blog are strictly my own. Books to review are either provided for me by the author or ones I have purchased. I am under no obligation whatsoever to present anything but my true thoughts on any product. I receive no monetary compensation for anything written on this blog. Giveaways are void where prohibited and chances of winning are based on the number of applicants. A random winner is drawn when a book is given away.)