A forgotten secret. A shocking discovery. A sacrifice of love that will bring Connor Evans to his knees.
A story of hope and redemption from #1 New York Times bestselling author Karen Kingsbury.
Airline pilot Connor Evans and his wife, Michele, seem to be the perfect couple living what looks like a perfect life. Then a plane goes down in the Pacific Ocean. One of the casualties is Kiahna Siefert, a flight attendant Connor knew well. Too well. Kiahna's will is very clear: before her seven-year-old son, Max, can be turned over to the state, he must spend the summer with the father he's never met, the father who doesn't know he exists: Connor Evans. Now will the presence of one lonely child and the truth he represents destroy Connor's family? Or is it possible for healing and hope to appear in the shape of a seven-year-old boy?
"[Kingsbury's] ability to accurately express life's sorrows and grief through her characters' inner dialogue rings true time and again." â??Publishers Weekly on Every Now & Then
"Her emotionally charged novels often contain a strong romantic component and feature Christians at odds with their everyday world. This title is no exception. Recommend this one to readers who enjoy well-drawn characters and contemporary settings." â??Library Journal on The Baxters Take Fou… (más)
Oceans Apart was a great story with compelling characters, a fascinating plot, and a great message. An eight-year-old boy named Max was tragically left orphaned after his flight attendant mother died in a plane crash. He never knew of his father as his mother would never bring him up. However, his father (who lived across the country) was contacted. He had a family of his own and was happy with his life. The crazy part too was that he didn't even know he had a son. The story continues with the man having to face his wife about his past as their family is now on the brink of destruction. It was just one incident - leaving a little boy parentless, a once stable family in shambles, and a culpable man having to owe up to his past. The story consists of strong emotions, strong forgiveness, and strong characters. It was a page-turner and definitely worth the read. ( )
I was SO moved by this book. I'm not a teary person, but I cried 5 times, while reading this book. I also stayed up all night reading it, because the content was so compelling.
Max is 7 years old, he has the perfect life with his mom Kiahna, who is a stewardess and his best friend in the whole world, Buddy, his dog. His mother's and his friend Raimey who has looked after Max, for his whole life. Raimey is an older lady with complicated health issues. Everything was perfect, until one day, Max's mommy didn't come home.
Raimey took care of him and Buddy, as Raimey notified Kiahna's attorney that she was dead. Raimey found that Kiahna's will stipulated that Max spend two weeks with his biological father, before he be put up for adoption. Max has never heard of, or seen his father. It has always just been him and mommy; with Raimey helping out some.
Kiahna and Conner met at an airport in Honolulu, when Conner, a commercial airline pilot gets stranded at the airport, when a hurricane is blowing around. One thing led to another, after a series of misunderstandings and the following day, Conner flew home to his family.
Kiahna & Max lived in their own, special little world. It devastated everyone around Max, because he was such a wonderful little boy with all of this tragedy all around him.
Dedicated to Donald, who continues to be my prince, my safe harbor, my best friend. You give me wings enough to fly, but keep me grounded in everything that matters. I smile when I think of our long walks and nighttime talks, the way you make me laugh after a hard day or your way of putting a layer of sensibility over any situation. You are an amazing man, Donald, gifted in so many areas, yet content to serve. I am blessed beyond words to be your wife, gifted with the joy of your presence in my life. Fifteen years have flown by in a heartbeat, and I can only pray God blesses us with so many more. I love you forever and always.
To Kelsey, my love and laughter, my silly-heart and only daughter. Can it be that you are fourteen? That you are standing on the brink of high school and cheerleading and dating? You are gorgeous, sweetheart, inside and out. I cherish our together times, whether washing our faces at the same mirror or figuring out a math problem late at night. The glow in your eyes is the same one that belonged to that pixie-faced four-year-old. The only difference is this: now we don't have forever stretched out before us. Being with you is knowing intrinsically the speed of time, and so I celebrate you, Kelsey, and all we've shared, all we have yet to share as you dance closer to the front door. I love you and thank God for you, sweetheart.
To Tyler, my dreamer. How wonderful that God has blessed you with passion and purpose, a plan so big you can't help but breathe it and borrow from it and become it every day of your life. Our time in New York City was something I'll remember forever. And I'm convinced you will always know where your talent came from---whether you're singing on Broadway or playing out a scene in LA, shine for Jesus, Tyler. Shine for Jesus. And no matter what happens, if you quint through the lights, you'll see me and your dad cheering for you from the first row. I love you, Tyler. I couldn't be more proud.
To Sean, my humble leader. Watching you among your peers, I am struck by the reality of how quickly you've worked your way into my heart. You've only been in our family for three years, and yet every child in class looks up to you. Of course, God had you in hour hearts long before you came to live with us, and His plans for you continue to play out. Whether you're flying across a basketball court or reading devotions in the morning, your enthusiasm for life and your love for Jesus make you shine like a bright flame. Keep them, Sean. And know that I love you deeply.
To Josh, my gentle warrior. I'm convinced if I looked up confidence in the dictionary, there would be your smiling face. You have more determination than a dozen kids combined, and the belief that no matter what task is set before you, you'll not only complete it but redefine it. I'm amazed at your talents, whether in soccer, basketball, mathematics, or artwork. Don't ever forget our family verse, sweetheart. To who much is given, much will be expected. I can't wait to see how God uses you in the years to come. Keep Him first, Josh . . . the way you did when you joyfully went to your room and pulled out half your piggy bank savings so people in Southeast Asia would have Bibles. I love you and I'm so proud of you, honey.
To EJ, my overcomer. Before this year, you struggled some. Yet I always knew you were the first chosen one, EJ, the child God first led us to adopt. And because of that, we knew that He had a plan for bringing you into our family, a plan for seeing that through to completion. Now you are blossoming, becoming the most beautiful flower in the garden. Your eyes glow with the light of Christ. and you sit a little taller each day as the compliments pour in. "EJ, that was great seat work," "EJ, what great manners," "EJ, what great sport skills." I need only look at you to feel the sting of tears---and the glory of God's goodness all around. I thank Him for your willingness to see the process through, and I love you, honey. Isn't God the greatest?
To Austin, my miracle boy (or Brett Favre, as you're calling yourself these days). Can it be that you are in kindergarten already? What other six-year-old would ask for shoulder pads for his birthday? Not so you can play on a team, but so you can spend hours in the yard decked in your Packers jersey---by yourself or with your brothers---so dedicated to the thrill of sports that no team or game schedule is needed. I watch you growing and becoming, and I think back to that day six years ago, the morning we placed you in the arms of a surgeon and prayed God would give you back to us. Your heart surgery was a miracle, but the greater miracle is the life you've lived since then. Strong, determined, refusing to settle for anything but the best. And yet . . . with all that testosterone you got from Daddy, you have a heart full of my tenderness. I can't slow the ride, Austie, but I can enjoy every minute. I love you and thank God that He allowed you to live.
And to God Almighty, the author of life, the greatest author of all, Who has---for now---blessed me with these.
A forgotten secret. A shocking discovery. A sacrifice of love that will bring Connor Evans to his knees.
A story of hope and redemption from #1 New York Times bestselling author Karen Kingsbury.
Airline pilot Connor Evans and his wife, Michele, seem to be the perfect couple living what looks like a perfect life. Then a plane goes down in the Pacific Ocean. One of the casualties is Kiahna Siefert, a flight attendant Connor knew well. Too well. Kiahna's will is very clear: before her seven-year-old son, Max, can be turned over to the state, he must spend the summer with the father he's never met, the father who doesn't know he exists: Connor Evans. Now will the presence of one lonely child and the truth he represents destroy Connor's family? Or is it possible for healing and hope to appear in the shape of a seven-year-old boy?
"[Kingsbury's] ability to accurately express life's sorrows and grief through her characters' inner dialogue rings true time and again." â??Publishers Weekly on Every Now & Then
"Her emotionally charged novels often contain a strong romantic component and feature Christians at odds with their everyday world. This title is no exception. Recommend this one to readers who enjoy well-drawn characters and contemporary settings." â??Library Journal on The Baxters Take Fou
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