"Her people, her family, were the reason her yearning thoughts so often turned toward home. And thinking of them, as lately she seemed to do almost constantly, her heart ached for a chance to be a part of their lives again" (Stirrings, p. 10-11).

"'Aye,' the old man nodded. ''Tis my thanks to ye fer bein' so kind to m'lady'" (Stirrings, p. 15).

"No, she told herself, it isn't the flower—pretty as it is. It is a person who has brought joy to my heart. Thomas. A dear old man—just a gardener in some folks' thinking—but a beautiful person" (Stirrings, p. 16).

"Oh, she knew others her own age might pity her, being 'stuck in a houseful of the elderly,' but Belinda didn't feel shut in, restless, and forgotten. Not since she had given God the proper recognition in her life" (Stirrings...