An excerpt from the novel Christmas Belles of Georgia by Rose McCauley
I love Carol Peterson. Now what am I going to do about it?
I told her once, why can’t I tell her again? Do I not think I’m good enough for her? When they were teens that had certainly been part of the problem. He knew one thing for sure. He had a lot of praying to do tonight.
As he prayed in bed that evening, God’s Spirit convicted him of having the same skewed thinking Carol’s parents possessed. They thought he wasn’t good enough for their daughter. He’d believed that way, too, as a teen. That had been one of the reasons he’d pushed himself so hard in college and afterwards, to prove to them, to the world, that Nick Powers was important, he had what it took to succeed.
He realized he had another sin to confess. Pride. Pride in what he’d done, instead of what God had done in his life. God had led him to the Bellingham Plantation, had led him to Mrs. B, so she could tell him the story of Jesus, had led him and Carol back together when they were both ready for a relationship. One built on Christ and His principles.
He confessed his sins, asked for forgiveness, and fell into a deep sleep.
You can find out more about the author, Rose McCauley, at her blog: www.rosemccauley.blogspot.com.