I’ve had this book on my Kindle since last spring; I preordered it last winter. I have a terrible habit of prolonging the reading of a book I know I’ll thoroughly enjoy, a problem I confessed in my previous ORYS installment. Look, if you haven’t read Tamera Alexander, you need to.
And while I have a love-hate relationship with historical Christian fiction for about 86 million reasons, but Tamera Alexander is the kind of author who makes me remember why I love it.
For one, her books are long, which means they span a length of time in which it is reasonable for the events that unfold to have actually unfolded. And secondly, she sticks pretty well to the authenticity of historical events, a thing which I appreciated being that the minor I got my degree in is history. (I think it helps she sets her books in specific places and people, for which and whom there is a greater body of research to peruse.)
This novel was a lighthearted and sweet but also an exploration into purposeful living. I appreciate authors that can combine those elements without coming off schizophrenically. I liked that the author focused on the main characters as individuals as well as together; too often we receive the message that Christians are only fulfilled and complete when they’re married than when they’re following fully God’s call on their lives.
I also liked the portrayals of different versions of female strength. I think too often we’re given one ideal of what a strong woman looks like, but as every woman is different, so will be the manifestation of her strength. And neither woman looked unfeminine for her portrayal, something else that’s difficult to visualize and accomplish.
I’m terrible at summaries, so if you have any questions, please feel free to ask them! This was a lovely read and I’m planning on rereading Tamera Alexander’s previous books to stave off the desperation of waiting for her next book to release in April. (And let’s hope this time I actually read it less than six months after it comes out. Ahem.)