em. Sarah found herself looking forward to Sundays, not just for the spiritual nourishment of Elijah's sermons, but for the chance to see him, to exch

ness in her eyes to the deep well of faith and kindness that lay beneath. Their conversations, once focused on church matters or Caleb, began to stray into more personal territory. They talked about their dreams, their fea

, full of boundless energy, dragged Sarah to the swing set. As she pushed hi

" Elijah chuckled, watch

hen winced internally. The mention of Ca

ah. You're doing an incredible job." His words were simple, but

to becoming a pastor. He confessed the weight of leadership, the pressure to always have the right answers, and the profound joy he found in witnessing lives transformed by God's

etter," she admitted, her voice barely a whispe

your future. And anyone who truly loves God will see you for the beautiful, strong, faithful woman you are." His gaze was steady, unwavering, and in his eyes, she saw not judgment, but pure, uncon

e of official church functions. A shared volunteer project, helping an elderly church member with yard work, or

laugh more," he'd say, and Sarah

once fragile, was now blooming with quiet resilience. He knew the complexities of a pastor pursuing a relationship with a congregant, especially a single mother. It required wisdom, discernment, and above al

jah walked Sarah to her car, the air cool an

y. And I've come to care for you and Caleb a great deal." He paused, searching for the right w

his in the dim light. "I feel it too, Elijah," she confessed, he

orth having often is. But I believe