Reading the excerpt paragraph on the back cover, I found myself transported:
Women began to arrive in the entry hall, peeling away their black outer coverings. I watched in amazement as shimmering bodies emerged from the black shrouds. One woman sparkled in a purple silk caftan, her arms gleaming with gold jewelry. I smiled to myself. If people only knew what was under those veils. I looked at their faces, artfully painted with makeup, not at all how they appeared in public: dark eyes in narrow black slits. They were like the beauties of Arab folklore. I was awed by the transformation.Through each page of her story, Shelby painted pictures with her words helping me to experience with all of my senses what she saw, heard, smelled and tasted. Not only was she able to share what she learned about the hearts of the women she lived among, she enabled me to care for them as well.
This was no back patting scorecard of the number of souls she was able to save, like some missionary tales. In fact, there is no mention of any of the women actually making a decision to follow Christ. Instead, the reader is allowed access to Shelby's heart; her questions, fears, doubts and love for the people of Yemen. We are also able to glimpse God heart for the same people. Shelby scattered seeds of love and prayer everywhere she went.
Her story read very much like a novel and I was almost disappointed to come to the ending pages. I encourage you to pick up a copy and take this journey behind the veils.
I received a complimentary copy of this book. The opinions I have shared are my own.
Book has been provided courtesy of Baker Publishing Group and Graf-Martin Communications, Inc. Available at your favourite bookseller from Chosen, a division of Baker Publishing Group