What happens when a big city career girl... Successful financial advisor Marti Randolph is returning home to grandma in small town Madison, Texas after a disastrous relationship with her boss. Expecting a marriage proposal, she was devastated to find he was already married. Already finding it difficult to accept God's mercy and forgiveness for her mistake, the situation is made worse by small town gossips who won't let the rumors of her workplace romance and subsequent resignation die. ...meets a small town single and seeking pastor? Jim Bowman is the pastor of Marti's grandmother's church. Not only is he looking for a traditional wife, but he's about to embark on a building campaign to house his growing flock. He is met with opposition from the congregation's older members who are set in their ways. Jim needs Marti's financial expertise to devise a plan that will be suitable for everyone. She's happy to help, but insists she's just passing through. Romance blossoms through humorous situations and faith-building obstacles as these two realize... God doesn't always send us what we want... He sends us what we need.
Marti leaned back against the mirror over the sink…
She turned to gaze at the streaks of dirt on her face, the dried blood on her hands, and her hair wildly sticking out in all directions. “Ooohhhh,” she groaned. “I look terrible.”
“No, you’re beautiful.”
He wet another towel and started to carefully wash the rest of her foot.
She tried to brush him away. “Stop, Jim. You don’t have to do that.”
“I want to,” he said, and squeezed warm, soapy water across the top of her foot and between her toes.
With expert tenderness, he dried her wound and propped her foot on his leg. He studied the array of tape and bandages he’d lined up along the counter. “Let’s see...”
“Aren’t you going to say ‘I told you so’?”
He ripped off a piece of tape. “Of course not. I
He snapped his mouth closed and never looked up.
“Well, if it makes you feel any better, you were right, and I was wrong and stupid, and I’ll never do it again.”
He held one end of the tape down with his thumb and tried to close the gash. “You’re not stupid, just stubborn sometimes. And I don’t need to be right. I need you to be okay.”
Marti’s heart ignited like a sparkler--a slow motion sparkler that caught fire gradually then burned brighter and pulsed faster with each discovery her mind realized. She was overcome with the depth of feelings she had for him and the sudden awareness of how he felt about her. She leaned her head against the mirror and accepted the truth. This man, the one who just washed her dust-covered foot, was quite possibly the best man God ever made.