Rebecca Nichols grew up in a town in Alabama that was so small it wasn’t even on the map. Her father was the pastor of the local church, her loving mother supported him in the ministry, their congregation was growing in number, a baby brother was added, and Rebecca had good friends. It should have been a wonderful childhood, but was instead a nightmare, thanks to a bitter old man who always sat in pew number seven in church.
The terror that one man was able to cast on the Nichols family is almost unbelievable. You will find yourself asking over and over how no one could stop him. But even more unbelievable is the way in which the Nichols treated their tormenter. Regardless of how you feel by the end of the book, you will have to admit that Rebecca’s parents truly lived what they believed.
“I think Jesus was saying that you and I should forgive so many times that it becomes second nature to us. If forgiveness is the language of heaven, then forgiveness should be a way of life for me. Notice, I didn’t say it should be easy. It’s not.”