Mandy

“There were so many beliefs these days, so many theories and philosophies, yet if she dared not ask if God was real, and why He allowed evil to exist in the world, then how could she ever know the truth? How could she stop being afraid when the truth had no standard and no foundation, but instead was whatever a person made up to make themself feel better?”
― Jaime Jo Wright, Night Falls on Predicament Avenue

“Does a house like this hold the memories and emotions in its walls? Can generations hear the echoes of them and be reminded of what should have been? What could have been?”
― Jaime Jo Wright, Night Falls on Predicament Avenue

“Is grace given recklessly? No, it is not. It's given through sacrifice, rooted in the preciousness of love and life. It's given by surrendering to the One who laid down His life. It is a recognition that without the hope offered by the Savior who so willingly gives, who overcomes evil, we will live in fear. In the clutches of fear that suffocates and drains us. No. Grace is costly. But it is ours. And in receiving it, we find out weakness infused with His strength. His hope. His future. Live it.”
― Jaime Jo Wright, Night Falls on Predicament Avenue

“I believe I will always be a memory here at 322 Predicament Avenue. And when the night Falls, those who sleep can choose to fear or hope, turn away or believe, rebel or reconcile. Because in the end, that's what life really is. The moments before we are face-to-face with God, and He enacts justice or grace. I fear the first, but truly, in spite of my sins, I believe He offers the second, even if I am almost too late in asking. For that is what I know to be true. It always has been. It always will be.”
― Jaime Jo Wright, Night Falls on Predicament Avenue