Everyone probably knows that I am obsessed with pretty much everything that Roseanna writes at this point. She is one of my all time favorite authors. This one is a new series completely and a bit different than her usual, London spy situation, (which I have to say might still be my favorite) but it was a delightful burst of fresh air.
The characters were absolutely charming and I adored every single one of them. The mystery was intense, the drama real, and the protagonist’s dreams so real.
Libby’s struggle to understand a God who knows her name, her innermost thoughts and cares deeply about her was so well done. And Mam-wynn was my absolute favorite. I love when Roseanna puts prophetic characters into her books and this is the second one that I can remember noticing it so strongly.
I grew up reading and loving books by a certain author who wrote in the early 1900’s and was not only an author, but a naturalist. Her work in nature carried over so beautifully into her books and I adored and read every single one. This book reminded me of them and transported me back to when I had read the antique books that I still own. I loved all of the nature details and Libby’s fascination with creation.
Oliver. Aside from the fact that he has one of my all time favorite names, is a lovely character and I loved how the author portrayed his own struggles and weaknesses. I enjoyed getting to see his immaturity as well as his faith and the way that they all mixed into his character to make him who he was. I also enjoyed the bit of rivalry between him and Casek.
This book gave me more than one romance and I was entirely here for it!
Aside from all this, I related with Libby very much in the matter of her social situation. I’ll never forget this part of the story and how it touched me so deeply. I know that feeling. I’ve been there and it’s been something I have been feeling more of late.
“I grow so weary of being alone.” The whisper, pitiful, even to her own ears, scalded the night like the tears did her eyes.
HIs hand left her elbow, and for one eternal second she felt so incredibly bereft that she thought she might splinter, fracture, fall to pieces. But then, then his warm hand was cupping her cheek, and those fissures closed. “My sweet Libby, You’re not alone. You’re never alone. Even if your family were gone, even if we here who would be proud to be counted as your true friends were never to see you again- even then, you wouldn’t be alone. — He knows you, and he calls you by name. You, in all your uniqueness. You, in everything that differentiates you from others. You, in all you have in common with them. He knows you, and He calls you by name. He knows how you fit into this world.”
This book was just what I needed and I devoured it in a few days.
If you love historical romances, biblical messages and mystery wrapped up with nature, you will love this book!
Have you read it yet?