Faith is about more than mountaintop experiences.
Don’t get me wrong. I look back on my first thirty years of life with both a recognition of and appreciation for those moments where my feet stood upon the sacred ground of what Celtic spirituality calls a “thin place” – a place where heaven and earth appear to meet.
The first thing I can say about Searching for Sunday is that it’s a very slow read.
I know that beginning a book review with a sentence as loaded as that one can run the risk of implying that the book was dense or boring or simply a chore to get through. Those implications, however, couldn’t be further from the truth, so allow me a moment to explain myself more fully.
Yes, the third literary offering by Rachel Held Evans (officially released today: April 14) was actually a slow read for me. But that’s only because it’s the kind of book that requires enough time to actually slow down and experience it.
Note: I wrote the following book review for The Presbyterian Outlook. The review was published in the March 16, 2015 edition of the magazine.
The word “holy” is not always well received by modern ears. For instance, to be “holier-than-thou” speaks of a moral superiority with which many have grown increasingly uncomfortable. To “be holy” conjures up images of a sanctimonious and self-righteous individual that, in their need to have all the perfect answers and live a perfect life, become nearly impossible to associate with.
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