What do an ex-con, a former drug addict, a real estate broker, a college student, and a married mother of two have in common? Nothing. Who would have thought that God would make such a mismatched group the closest of friends? Josie almost didn't go to the Chicago Women's Conference. Being thrown together with over five hundred strangers wasn't her comfort zone. She was rooming with her boss, Avis. Maybe Jodie could make a friend or two. When Avis and Jodie were assigned to a prayer group of twelve women at the conference, Jodie didn't know what to think. There was Flo, an outspoken ex-drug addict; Ruth, a Messianic Jew who could smother-mouther you to death; and Yo-Yo, an ex-con who wasn't even a Christian. Not to mention women from Jamaica, Honduras, and South Africa--practically a mini-United Nations. But something happened that weekend that made the group realize that they should hang together. So the Yada Yada Prayer Group decided to keep praying for each other via e-mail. That worked for a while, but the personal struggles and requests soon got too intense for cyberspace, so the group decided to meet together every other Sunday night. When Jodie faced the biggest crisis of her life, God used her newfound girlfriends to teach her what it means to be a sinner saved by grace.

This book was left in the Little Free Library. It was released for the Never Judge A Book by its Cover release challenge. (Three pink daisies on the cover)