I realized I was not particularly impressed with any of the characters. However, when a certain romance begins and our main character turns incredibly moody, it went downhill fast for me. Up until halfway through, I can say I was really enjoying it, being kept enchanted by the neat story. What was this Event exactly? This question is brought up during the first few pages, without ever getting an answer. I was clearly hoping for a lot more backstory. It's a fascinating new way of life: to have ghosts appear in your classroom and not be phased by it very much. This is the part that I enjoyed the most. Plus, one of the POVs in the book is one of the ghosts - one of the few who is conscious of it, not just a recurring image or memory like most seem to be. We have a world where something caused ghosts to suddenly become a daily occurrence, a normality even. I will say, creativity is definitely apparent in the plot.
BREAK MY HEART SERIAL
Not only do we not find out anything about this Event whatsoever, the story is more of a serial killer novel - one where we know the identity of the killer from the start, which is not nearly as fun.
I was expecting the plot to bring us into the story of this post-Event world, to explain how the ghosts are there, and become a little like a post apocalyptic novel where ghosts are the villain. I love ghost stories and this one was particularly different, cool even. It began on a very high note, the premise is incredibly unique and interesting.
Amen.When you open a book, usually within 40-50 pages in you start getting a good perception of the plot and what direction it will lead you this was the downfall of Break My Heart, 1000 Times. Give me Your compassion for the people around me, especially those whom I may not want to love. I want Your Word to dwell richly and deeply in my life so I am always in tune with Your Spirit. Use Your Word like a hammer in my life to move me to Your perfect will and purpose.
I can be so shortsighted and miss out on some of the greatest blessings as a result. Forgive me for being selective at times and not letting You choose whom You prefer me to love, serve, and minister to. Lord, break my heart for the things that break Your heart. If God’s Word dwells richly in us, we will live and work with a broken heart-and it will show. He will use the hammer of His Word on the anvil of your life, and you will find Jeremiah’s experience to be yours as well. Starting with six women in a home investigative Bible study, God gave me a heart for women that has resulted in reaching thousands of women around the world with His Word.Īll He wants is for you and me to say, “Break my heart, God,” and He will. And that is exactly what I did that night! But I could give God the permission to take the hammer of His Word and break my heart as well. Jeremiah’s heart was broken for the daughters of Jerusalem and their grim state. Here was a man lamenting over women, while this woman-me-cared little about her own kind. A word from Lamentations “came to” or “happened to” me that night: “Mine eye affecteth mine heart because of all the daughters of my city,” lamented Jeremiah (Lam. When I got home, I spent some time alone with God and dared to ask Him to speak to me from His Word about it. I was really disturbed about that incident. “You’re right, and what’s more I’ve no intention of liking them because if I do, I’m afraid God will just give me a whole lot more of them to like!” “You are a good speaker technically, Jill, but it’s obvious you don’t like women!” She spoke to me at the end of the conference. Those bad attitudes always peek beneath our behavior like a slip hanging beneath a dress. She did know because my attitude was showing. She’s going to know I don’t want to be here. Just my luck, I thought to myself, watching her surreptitiously. I had no other reason to go than that Stuart knew of the work and encouraged me to go.Ī wonderful woman who loved working with women led the retreat. I reluctantly answered an invitation to go to Memphis, Tennessee and speak at a women’s retreat. However, God does not allow us to choose to work with those we much prefer! He wanted me to work with women. I didn’t particularly enjoy women and much preferred working with teenagers. When I first came to the States, I resisted getting involved with the women’s work at church. Have you ever had the experience of God’s Word hammering away at your conscience? I have. “What I see brings grief to my soul because of all the women of my city.” ~ Lamentations 3:51 “M y eyes fail from weeping, I am in torment within, my heart is poured out on the ground because my people are destroyed.” ~ Lamentations 2:11
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