Readers have asked for more from Chicago talk show cohost Michelle McKinney Hammond -- especially women from her huge following of Christian singles. Buses will pick them up where two previous bestsellers left off, with counsel that is both enjoyable and instructional. "The mood of the book is conversational, scriptural, with a touch of humor," Michelle says. "It's the kind of book I wanted, but couldn't find, so I had to write it!" Singles have been waiting too long to be caught up by human love. When they halt their pursuit and let God's love catch their hearts, they'll be on board for the greatest discovery of all -- His true purpose for them.
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|Title of eBook: If Men Are Like Buses, Then How Do I Catch One?|
|Release Date: 10-07-2009|
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|Publisher: The Doubleday Religious Publishing Group|
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If Men Are Like Buses, Then How Do I Catch One?
GET OUT OF THE STREET
The Lord God said, "It is not good for the man to be alone."
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Excerpts From my Journal
I need a man, want a man, dream a man, eat a man, drink a man, want a man so bad I can taste the fulfillment of love, like cravings for a rich dessert, it haunts me even after I've had a whole meal. I can't explain it, I just want it.... I just really, really want a man.
I'm lonely, so lonely I don't have to peel an onion to cry. So lonely that frustration has become my first name. So lonely that depression is my middle name ... and I'm gonna wallow in my desperation because I'm lonely ... and that's as good an excuse as any for sitting around and feeling sorry for the way my life is going.
Mama told me, "There's an owner for every cloth in the store." Well, I'm ready to be bought. I've been sitting here with the same pretty pattern on my face for a long time and I'm beginning to fade, ya know? So my question is this, is anyone interested in a piece of fabric that's collected so much dust?
I have come to the conclusion that love is not a play, in my mind the true drama is that the only place a solo belongs is on an empty stage.
I have a confession to make. You might ask, "Could it be more embarrassing than what you just shared?" It all depends on how important honesty is to you. Although I am writing this book as an "expert" on contentmen...