Friday, April 5, 2013

Stealing the Preacher- Karen Witemeyer

My Rating: 4 Stars

Description: On his way to interview for a position at a church in the Piney Woods of Texas, Crockett Archer can scarcely believe it when he's forced off the train by a retired outlaw and presented to the man's daughter as the minister she requested for her birthday. Worried this unfortunate detour will ruin his chances of finally serving a congregation of his own, Crockett is determined to escape. But when he finally gets away, he's haunted by the memory of the young woman he left behind--a woman whose dreams now hinge on him.

For months, Joanna Robbins prayed for a preacher. A man to breathe life back into the abandoned church at the heart of her community. A man to assist her in fulfilling a promise to her dying mother. A man to help her discover answers to the questions that have been on her heart for so long. But just when it seems God has answered her prayers, it turns out the parson is there against his will and has dreams of his own calling him elsewhere. Is there any way she can convince Crockett to stay in her little backwoods community? And does the attraction between them have any chance of blossoming when Joanna's outlaw father is dead set against his daughter courting a preacher?



My Thoughts: Pretty sure that Crockett never thought this would ever happen to him when he left the ranch. Good thing God knew better than him. This was a cute read with a good message. I really liked Joanna, plus I'm a red head, so I understand the issues with the freckles.

Like I said, it was cute, though I found a few things completely ridiculous. The biggest one was that I don't think Silas really thought through his kidnapping scheme. If I had kidnapped someone, I would not have been planning on letting him go, especially not if I already had a required. I got over the issues though, and still enjoyed it.


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