The Woman Beyond My Reach
I searched for her in familiar places and distant dreams. In the neighbour's daughter, the foreign beauty, the believing sister, and every woman who stirred my heart, I thought I saw the same face. For years I believed she was beyond my reach. What I did not know was that the journey was never merely about finding her. It was about learning the difference between desire and devotion, fantasy and truth, and becoming the man my Father intended me to be when I finally stood before the woman I had been searching for all along.





