The Love of my life

If you could host a dinner and anyone you invite was sure to come, who would you invite?

I would invite the love of my life only if I knew who he was.

I am working on it, but pickings are slim. Looking for a good man is like going to the market after a super sale. The leftovers are all spongy, saggy specimens you give a pass.

That is why I am not looking, but I leave it all to the Lord to order everything, so at the right time and place, I meet this paragon of man.

I can choose a dress, a cute pair of shoes and a good book but for goodness sakes my future man radar isn’t very good.

It’s best to leave it all to God. He knows what is best for me.

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Author: Jemmie Jems

Under the name Francis Lee, I write interracial Christian romantic suspense. My stories are about finding enduring love when hope and redemption seem unattainable as danger lurks around every corner. My characters learn that where there is darkness, "joy will always come in the morning".

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