When converts Richard and Leah Kenyon leave Wales and heed the call to Zion, they are unprepared for the toll exacted by the journey. To face the incredible odds mounted against them they call upon the Lord's tender mercies to see them through and strengthen their love for one another. Their story will remind you where to turn during your trials.
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All That Was Promised
In 1847 Wales Methodist Minister Richard Kenyon converts to Mormonism. Richard’s newfound faith is put to the test when he faces the anger of his former congregation, his wife’s indecisiveness, his brother’s betrayal, and the murderous intentions of misinformed villagers.
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EXCERPT
Leah peered inside the box of supplies and saw a chunk of beef infested with
maggots. “Who would do this? And why?”
“We
need that ham,” Claire said. “We have mouths to feed. What are we goin’ to do?”
Leah
reached inside the box and snagged the meat in her bare hand. “I’m getting’ our
ham back.”
“What
are you—” Claire watched as her sister turned and stormed up the companionway.
Leah
fumed all the way to the forecastle, to the captain’s quarters. She wasn’t about
to let this assault on her family go without a fight. She raised her hand to
knock on the captain’s door but was stopped by Franklin. “You can’t go in
there,” he barked, barring the way.
“Mr.
Franklin,” she said, her voice tinged with anger, “I need to see the captain.”
Franklin
glowered as Leah. “The captain’s a busy man. What do you want?”
Leah
shoved the spoiled maggot-filled meat toward his face. “Someone aboard ship
stole our ham and left thisin its place! I want the captain to do
somethin’ about it!”
Franklin
lowered her arm with his hand, repulsed by the rancid beef. “The captain can do
nothin’ about it,” he said. His eyes narrowed. “And for all I know, you might
be lookin’ to trade this spoiled meat for someone’s ham you’d claim as your
own.”
“How
dare you accuse me of such a thing,” she said, stamping her foot. “I’ve come to
have things made right and you treat me as if I’m the thief!”
Franklin
smirked and clasped his hands behind his back. “See it however you want,” he
said. “The captain won’t be disturbed over it. Maybe you should be thankful for
what you have and eat it.”
This
matter was beyond that of just stealing. It was a threat to her family’s
condition—a deprivation of the food that cost them so dearly, the very
nourishment they needed to survive the coming weeks. Leah’s anger exploded as
she pushed the rotted meat into Franklin’s smug face. “You eat it!” She spun
and charged off.
Author Vickie Hall
Vickie is a native of Utah, but growing up, lived in the states of Colorado, Idaho, Montana, and Nebraska. When she's not writing, she's composing music, or shopping with her sister. She loves animals of all kinds and camping with her family. Her favorite pastime is watching old movies on TCM, and unashamedly has a crush on Cary Grant.
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