This book is a love story that relates how two young people of different religions came together, and overcame the differences to enter a happy and loving marriage. When I first conceived the idea of writing, it was to expound on the subject of anti-Semitism. I soon learned the amount of books on this old subject was monumental, and so I decided to turn it into fiction. However, within the context of the book, I endeavor to bring out the messages I wish to express to anyone willing to read this. Hatred has become vogue, and it has spread across the modern world with a vengeance not seen in many a year. I have been astounded at the gullibility of people who subscribe to hate, and the injustices they are able to commit in its name. My primary focus, although on anti-Semitism, has been embellished by knowledge of modern day genocide in many more countries than one would imagine. I have included some of this information in the text. Some of the killing, especially in Africa, has subsided, but hatreds are popping up anew in other areas. In Russia, for example, ethnic people of darker skin are being attacked, and in some cases murdered by thugs who have nothing better to do with their lives. The most visible, and the largest hate group appears to be the militant Muslims who see the entire world under Islam. The lies being taught to their young will be a very long time in dying, if ever. As usual, it is America (America the beautiful) who is leading the fight against terrorism throughout the world, but it is an uphill battle. Politics here at home as well as world politics and greed make the task more difficult. One would think as the world grows smaller and becomes more global in the relationships of the world's countries to each other that there would be more enlightenment. However, it seems we keep making the same mistakes over and over again. I want to believe in the "All Mighty;" that there is a "whatever" watching over us, and interceding when man goes too far with evil actions. Perhaps God is very present, and doing His thing, but we don't recognize or understand it. Perhaps the "Lord moves in mysterious ways his wonders to perform." Until I am convinced he is not there, I'll go on believing because I want him to be there for us. No one religion is all right or all wrong. Consequently, we must not harbor (in our hearts) hatred for those who are different from us for they are our brothers. My wish (my prayer) is to bring the world to its senses, and I only wish I could live to see the day when man will accept man as his brother, and when they will "beat their swords into pruning hooks and plowshares". Then, and then only, hatred will die, and there will be no more wars.