She has always been the good girl-the obedient daughter, the silent believer, and always followed the rules even when the rules broke her heart. Faith was her foundation, even if it was one she did not fully get. But one life-changing experience with God woke up something more, something true. Her life is peaceful now. Steady. A stable job, a few good church friends, and an easy routine that does not leave space for surprise.
But then, he walks in. The man who sits at the head of the boardroom conference table is a ghost from her past-older, cold, and deeply familiar. There is something broken in his eyes, something that reaches out to her heart even as it cautions her to avoid him. As their worlds come together, she is drawn into an experience she never wanted, one that is filled with corporate confusion, hidden wounds, and love that challenges her to trust once more.
She realizes that faith is not just on Sunday mornings. it's sometimes in the waiting. In struggling. In holding on when it is easier to leave. And occasionally, the most dangerous prayer that any heart can make is, "Use me, Lord." For God does not necessarily take us to the easy road-instead, He leads us into the arms of the very last one we would ever imagine loving.