What would you give up for love?

This past week I read the Love Inspired contemporary Lakeside Reunion by Lisa Jordan about a cop who jilted his bride-to-be mere weeks before their wedding after learning that a night of indiscretion three years earlier had led to the birth of his son.

He chose honor over love and married his son’s mother, a woman he scarcely knew and who was battling cancer. The story begins five years later. Stephen has been widowed for a year, and Lindsey, the woman he’d jilted, and never stopped loving, is back in town.

And Stephen will do anything to make her trust in God and take a risk for love–again.

This story has a similar element to one in Deep Cover in that Lindsey’s father died in the line of duty, and she doesn’t think she can risk enduring that kind of loss ever again. But for Stephen being a cop and eventually becoming captain is his ticket to redeeming himself from his past mistakes and proving himself honorable to his family and community.

Stephen’s friend asks Stephen what he’s willing to give up to keep Lindsey.

I won’t give away the ending by telling you what he decides. But I will share an interesting tidbit about the author. Twenty-three years ago, Lisa begged her then Marine husband to give up his dream of becoming a police officer like his dad. She admits that she was terrified of losing him and didn’t trust God enough to protect him.

Lisa’s husband honored her plea.

Your Turn: Have you had to make a sacrifice for someone you loved (spouse, child, parent)? How did you handle it? Has someone made such a sacrifice for you? Thank them, today.

5 Comments

  • The book sound good. It’s going on my TBR list.

    How wonderful of you to remind us to thank those who sacrifice for us. Even our family members…we tend to forget about those who are closest to us.

  • Yes, my mother kept silent for years about her mil’s hatred of her. My paternal grandma blamed Mom for my daddy’s alcoholism that killed him, and Grandma refused to allow us to sit with the family at Daddy’s funeral, even though she stayed home that day.

    It wasn’t until I asked Mom about it years later that she told me the truth. She chose to protect us from the poison of bitterness rather than justify herself. I love her for that.

    This book sounds lovely!

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