chosen by ginger garrett esther

Chosen by Ginger Garrett
David C. Cook; New edition (March 1, 2010)
My Rating: ♥♥♥♥♥ (5/5) (MUST READ!)
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The guard stepped into the room I was in and held out his hand.  Seeing him in my bedroom, his armor and sword reflecting the breakfast sun, was a nightmare I could not shake myself from.  I was led past Mordecai to the entrance of our home, where several men stood with scrolls.  The commissioner rode on a horse and judged me from his perch.  A knowing glance passed between him and the guard, and then the men began to write.

I had been chosen.

Wow.  I just finished Chosen by Ginger Garrett, and it was amazing. I can’t stop thinking about it!  I finished it in only two days, quite a feat for my distracted, mommy-brain inflicted self, believe me.  I can’t wait to tell you about it and I really really hope you will consider buying it or borrowing it.  It is so good – I don’t want you to miss out on a terrific read!  Let me tell you about it:

Chosen is the story of Esther, queen of Persia – a woman of courage and faith who changed the future of a nation in the most unlikely of circumstances.  If you haven’t read the book of Esther in the bible, you probably will after you read this – you sure won’t see it in the same way, though!  It truly brings the story to life in a way I had not contemplated before.

This is exactly what I look for in a good book.  When I’m reading, I want to be drawn in and immersed in their world.  I want to forget I’m even reading and live the story.  That’s exactly what happened to me while reading Chosen.  It was almost magical the way I disappeared from my apartment here in the Pacific Northwest in 2010 and was transported back in time.  Suddenly, I was Esther.  I felt her horror at being dragged from the only life she had known, her mortification at suddenly becoming a piece of property – the king’s property, her strength of character in the worst circumstances.

My eyes were literally glued to the pages as I read Ms. Garrett’s dramatization of Esther’s story.  There was never a moment that I wanted to put the book down, though there were some emotional moments.  I think that reading Chosen really helped me understand the culture and, although many of the events are fictional of course, Ms. Garrett obviously made educated guesses based on her knowledge of the culture, historical research, and her knowledge of the way things happened back then.  This is not a fairy-tale princess type of story.  Though Esther became queen, she was never an equal to the king – that’s why her actions are considered so heroic.

Ginger Garrett is a definite new favorite author.  She has a talent for bringing a story to life in a flawless way.  Seriously, there is nothing I didn’t love about this book!  It is written in diary form, and so goes deeply into the thoughts and feelings that Esther might have had in real life.  Esther’s surroundings, from her life in the small village where she was brought up to the lavish palace she was taken to while she was in her teens, is described in rich and vivid detail.  Not too much, but just enough so that you are able to get a clear picture of how her life so drastically changed.

I’m not going to say anything else because I really just want you to buy this book right now.  It is not to be missed.  Feel free to read the first chapter below, and I’m sure you’ll order the book after reading that – but if you still aren’t sure if you should buy it or not, I can only tell you that it gets better and better.  I can’t wait to read this book again, and I hope you love it as much as I do!

Oh, also – this is the first of the Lost Loves of the Bible series.  Ginger is going to write about Jezebel and Delilah from the bible next, and I can’t WAIT!

Chosen retails for $14.99.  Right now you can purchase it at for only $10.19!

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Chosen, by Ginger Garrett from David C. Cook on Vimeo.


Focusing on ancient women’s history, critically acclaimed author Ginger Garrett creates novels and nonfiction resources that explore the lives of historical women. In addition to her writing, Garrett is a frequent radio and television guest. A native Texan, she now resides in Georgia with her husband and three children.

Visit the author’s website.



Fourth Day of the Month of Av

Year 3414 after Creation

If you have opened this, you are the chosen one.

For this book has been sealed in the tomb of the ancients of Persia, never to be opened, I pray, until G-d1 has put His finger on a new woman of destiny, a woman who will rise up and change her nation. But we will not talk of your circumstances, and the many reasons this book may have fallen into your hands. There are no mistakes with prayer. You have indeed been called. If this sounds too strange, if you must look around your room and question whether G-d’s finger has perhaps slipped, if you are not a woman with the means to change a nation, then join me on a journey. You must return with me now to a place without hope, a nation that had lost sight of G-d, a girl with nothing to offer, and no one to give it to.

I must introduce myself first as I truly am: an exiled Jew, and an orphan. My given name was Hadassah, but the oppression of exile has stripped that too from me: I am now called Esther,2 so that I may blend in with my captors. My people, the Hebrew nation, had been sent out of our homeland after a bitter defeat in battle. We were allowed to settle in the kingdom of Persia, but we were not allowed to truly prosper there. We blended in, our lives preserved, but our heritage and customs were forced underground. Our hearts, once set only on returning to Jerusalem, were set out to wither in the heat

of the Arabian sun. My cousin Mordecai rescued me when I was orphaned and we lived in the capital city of Susa, under the reign of King Xerxes.3 Mordecai had a small flock of sheep that I helped tend, and we sold their fleece in the market. If times were good, we would sell a lamb for someone’s celebration. It was always for others to celebrate. We merely survived. But Mordecai was kind and good, and I was not forced into dishonor like the other orphans I had once known. This is how my story begins, and I give you these details not for sympathy, but so you will know that I am a girl well acquainted with bitter reality. I am not given to the freedom in flights of fantasy. But how can I explain to you the setting of my story? It is most certainly far removed from your experience. For I suspect that in the future, women will know freedom. And freedom is not an easy thing to forget, even if only to entertain an orphan’s story.

But you must forget now. I was born into a world, and into this story, where even the bravest women were faceless specters. Once married, they could venture out of their homes only with veils and escorts. No one yet had freed our souls. Passion and pleasure, like freedom, were the domain of men, and even young girls knew the wishes of their hearts would always be subject to a man’s desire for wealth. A man named Pericles summed up my time so well in his famed oration: “The greatest glory of a woman is to be least talked about by men, whether they are praising you or criticizing you.” Our role was clear: We were to be objects of passion, to receive a man’s attention mutely, and to respond only with children for the estate. Even the most powerful woman of our time, the beautiful Queen Vashti, was powerless. That was my future as a girl and I dared not lift my eyes above its horizon. That is how I enter this story. But give me your hand and let us walk back now, past the crumbling walls of history, to this world forgotten but a time yet remembered. Let me tell you the story of a girl unspared, plunged into heartache and chaos, who would save a nation. My name is Esther, and I will be queen.

1 Out of respect for God, Jews write the name of God without the vowels, believing that the name of God is too holy to be written out completely by a human. God is referred to as either “G-d” or “YHVH.”

2 The name Esther is related to the Persian name of Ishtar, a pagan goddess of the stars.

3 Esther refers to the king by his Persian name. In the Hebrew texts of antiquity, he is also referred to as Ahasuerus.


Eleventh Day of Shevat

Third Year of the Reign of Xerxes

Year 3394 after Creation

Was it today that I became fully awake, or have I only now begun to dream? Today Cyrus saw me in the marketplace haggling gently with my favorite shopkeeper, Shethana, over the price of a fleece. Shethana makes the loveliest rugs—I think they are even more lovely than the ones imported from the East—and her husband is known for his skill in crafting metals of all kinds. When I turned fifteen last year, he fashioned for me a necklace with several links in the center, painted various shades of blue. He says it is an art practiced in Egypt, this inlaying of colors into metal shapes. I feel so exotic with it on and wear it almost daily. I know it is as close to adventure as Mordecai will ever allow.

But as Shethana and I haggled over the fleece, both of us smiling because she knew I would as soon give it to her, Cyrus walked by eating a flatbread he had purchased from another vendor. He grimaced when he took a bite—I think he might have gotten a very strong taste of shallot—and I laughed. He laughed back, wiping his eyes with his jacket and fanning his mouth, and then, oh then, his gaze held my eyes for a moment. Everything in my body seemed to come alive suddenly and I felt afraid, for my legs couldn’t stand as straight and steady and I couldn’t get my mouth to work. Shethana noticed right away and didn’t conceal her grin as she glanced between Cyrus and me. I should have doubled the price of her fleece right then!

Cyrus turned to walk away, and I tried to focus again on my transaction. I could not meet Shethana’s eyes now—I didn’t want to be questioned about men and marriage, for everyone knows I have no dowry. To dream of winning Cyrus would be as foolish as to run my own heart straight through. I cannot dream, for it will surely crush me. And yet I can’t stop this warm flood that sweeps over me when he is near.

I haven’t told you the best part—when Shethana bought her fleece and left, I allowed myself to close my eyes for a moment in the heat of the day, and when I opened them again, there was a little stack of flatbread in my booth. I looked in every direction but could see no one. Taking a bite, I had to spit it out and started laughing. Cyrus was right—the vendor used many bitter shallots. The flatbread was a disaster.

©2010 Cook Communications Ministries. Chosen by Ginger Garrett. Used with permission. May not be further reproduced. All rights reserved.


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