By Valerie Elliot Shepard

This is the account of the love story of Jim and Elisabeth Elliot.

I hardly have a bigger hero in the faith than Jim Elliot, and I have unbounded admiration for Elisabeth also.

This is the story of their courtship over a five-year period, beginning with their days at Wheaton until their marriage in Quito, Ecuador, in 1953.

They were both remarkable people.  Totally devoted to Jesus Christ.  They were also bright, gifted writers, and called to pioneer mission work.

Their story is told largely through their letters to each other, and through journal entries, along with comments by their only child, their daughter Valerie Shepard.

We see their journey from a tentative attraction to a growing love relationship and then to a passionate and holy courtship.  By the last year or so of their writings, they are both mad with love for each other.  It is quite passionate!

During most of these five and a half years they were apart, and they pursued their relationship by letters.  And could they write!

With such a devoted love relationship, it is poignant to think that Jim Elliot died so soon, after only two years of marriage.  But God is God, and God’s ways are not our ways.

The final photo of the book, on page 285, is somewhat emotional for me, perhaps because of the impact that he, and they, have had on me through their writings for the last 40 years or so.