Praise for Ain’t No Mountain! Sharon Ewell Foster has written a well-crafted, enjoyable spirit-filled novel, soul food at its finest. Foster cleverly persuades us to examine ourselves by introducing believable characters who possess the same doubts, fears, and hopes we all have experienced at some time in our lives. She grasps us by our senses and takes us offshore into an ocean of joy, sorrow, love, confusion, and triumph. After wading in the water of this inspiring book, we return to the shore of reality feeling renewed. Through her characters, Foster makes us believe there is no mountain – with help from God – too high to climb to reach our dreams.
Mary’s nerves are worn thin. This contemporary urban princess has serious drama in Baltimore. First of all, she suffers from an identity crisis. Mary tries, unsuccessfully, to rectify the situation by allowing her friends to change her physical appearance with the aid of artificial hair, nails, and colored contacts. Second, she is seeking Mr. Right. However, after a series of bad dates, her hopes of ever finding him are fading fast. Finally, with so much out of order in her own life, she questions her qualification to mentor three teenage girls who have learned too young how hard life can be. But with a strong bottle of old perfume, memories of a loving grandmother, and an unshakable faith in God, Mary is determined to go through the fire to receive the blessings God has reserved for her.
Time is running out for Moor. This handsome, homesick African prince is only in the United States for eighteen months. His training in banking and economics leaves him little time for romance, so he puts any hope of finding a wife out of his mind. Besides, the woman of his dreams is strong, healthy, and natural - and the American women he has encountered so far have done everything but meet his requirements. Although Moor is flattered when two old friends and a young self-proclaimed Muslim use any means necessary to find him a bride, he refuses to play the game. When he bumps into a blond-haired, green-eyed sister at the museum, he is forced to consider if God has other plans in store for him.
Something is wrong. Puddin can feel it. All of a sudden her cheap husband is frivolous - spending money on unnecessary things, including trips for her to the nail salon. It must be the guilt he feels for locking himself in a room day after day to watch his “private” videotapes. Lonely and confused, this childless woman decides to venture out and find a life of her own. She takes a job as the Hip-Hop Godmother for Charm City News, an online dating service. Puddin feels it is her duty to make sure other people don’t make the mistake of hooking up with the wrong person as she thinks she has done. After a Sister in the church sees her husband, Joe, at a Starbucks with women she believes are “professional”, Puddin lets loose all the anger she has built up over the past months onto Joe with his favorite meal.
Reading this book is a spiritual journey well worth taking. You’ll cry, laugh, and cry some more as you witness the unexpected blessings these members of New Worshippers Baptist Church receive. The only question to be answered now is when Foster will bless us all with a new novel.