Mirrors

Reflections on Art, Faith, and Life

A review of “Where the Light Falls” by Allison & Owen Pataki

 

“Where the Light Falls” is a can’t-put-it-down new book from the pens of Allison and Owen Pataki. The historical novel about the French Revolution is one of the most engaging reads I’ve experienced. The historical accuracy is stunning, and the fiction was a story quite well told.

The energy begins in the Prologue as the reader experiences the blood-thirsty mob demanding another execution. The portrayal of their blood-lust at La Plaza is riveting, and as the book unfolds, it becomes clear why the book begins this way.

The lives of the two protagonists, Andre and Jean-Luc, are slowly woven among some historical figures of the Revolution. The authors go back and forth between these two stories throughout the book. In so doing, the reader is left completely clear as to who the main antagonists are.

I don’t want to give away too much of the plot because the writing is superb, the plot twists ingenious, and I want you to have the same experience I did in having it unfold before me. You will definitely experience some “I didn’t see that coming” surprises, but each one fits perfectly within the grand scheme of the novel.

The Pataki team utilizes some universal themes: family, career, power, opportunity, and love, but present both the light and dark side of each as the story unfolds. There were moments when I yelled, “NO!”; there were moments I was inspired; there were moments I was angry; and there were moments I cried. The love will warm your heart. The betrayal will break your heart.

One of the aspects I enjoyed was their word choice. The writers do not assume the reader lacks intelligence, yet their words flow beautifully together, and weave a beautiful tapestry of both thought and sound. It has historically accurate information, yet never reads like a traditional history book. The fact and fiction mesh in a manner that effectively keeps the readers interest.

Heroism, treachery, and adventure are laced throughout the book, and I believe you will find the missive thrilling. I was completely caught up in the characters lives – experiencing every emotion along with them. The emotional roller coaster that was a part of this time in history is certainly part of the novel as well.

I believe this is to historical novels what Les Miserables is to musical theatre. This is simply a must read. I have every confidence you’ll thank me for recommending it so highly. It is a wonderful journey to a troubled time and troubled place, but the fictional characters seem so real one cannot help but wonder if the authors stumbled upon a journal rather than making it up. Do yourself a favor and get a hold of this wonderfully written story and get lost in the adventures of Andre and Jean-Luc, their lives, their passions, their loves, their hopes, their dreams, and their enemies.

Advertisements

Thankful

One week ago Sue and I spent the better portion of Tuesday in Omaha for a “cancer day.” My oncologist wanted new scans, needed to check my PSA, and then would consult with us on the best options for the future.

We had asked you to pray, and so I feel you are owed the day’s results.

1. The cancer is localized and has not spread. This is one thing we asked you to specifically pray about.
2. The treatment I began several weeks ago already has a significantly positive effect on my PSA. It had dropped drastically.
3. The Dr. spoke with us about the possibility of intermittent treatment. If the treatment continues to work well, we might be able to suspend treatment until blood tests dictate otherwise.
4. I am scheduled for my next treatment/visit May 12.

All of this adds up to the best report we could have hoped for!! I am writing this because I am thankful – but not just for the positive medical news. I am thankful for many more things. Bear with me as a delineate some of those.

I am thankful for a wife who has had to endure the worse of “for better or for worse” more than she deserves. She continues to teach me much about love, opening the heart fully, and embracing my humanity. How in the world was I so fortunate?

I am thankful for my family. I am so proud of my sons and daughter-in-loves. They enrich my life in ways they probably never imagine. I am blessed to have their prayers, their love, their concern, and their support.

I am thankful for bosses and colleagues who care deeply for this assertive, opinionated, passionate, and 31 year employee of York College. Their prayers and expressed wishes and concerns leave me grateful – not everyone has a work environment like that.

I am thankful for the most amazing students a professor and conductor could ask for. Their dedication to the musical things important to me continually inspires me and makes me want to give them everything I have on a daily basis.

And of course, YOU, my beloved, faithful, and incredible prayer warriors. To say Sue and I are humbled by the number of people taking my health and our family Throneward would be an understatement. Your expression of love and concern have buoyed us through some nervous days and stressful times. Our prayer posse is of inestimable value to Team Roush. I have no way to adequately repay you, but to not thank you and try to communicate my love and appreciation would be gross negligence.

I have learned much about myself in the lasts 3 years, and believe the forced reflection and increased awareness of life’s truest priorities have reoriented my heart in positive ways. I certainly am spiritually ready for my heavenly home, but am nowhere near emotionally or physically ready. There is so much good left to do. I am grateful for your capacity to share this journey with me. I am honored by your love and spiritual care.

I am thankful!

 

The Unwelcome Guest

This is my way of informing friends and acquaintances across the globe that my cancer has returned for a 3rd time. My PSA’s had been rising, so it isn’t a complete surprise, but I hope I’m allowed to say that it still sucks! I have a deep distaste for the things this does emotionally to my family. I think I’ll not care for some of treatment’s side effects, but Sue and I have found a new “normal” twice before, and I’m confident we can do it again.

I have scans March 7 to be sure the dragon is localized. Please pray for good results and that we can continue on the treatment regimen I started 9 days ago.

Please pray this treatment will be effective! As we head into a new valley of uncertainty, here are the things I’m completely certain of:

  • I have an unchangable and ever-faithful Trinity in my corner
  • I have the most amazing wife. She consistently amazes me as she is forced to deal with the “for worse” part of her wedding vows
  • I have a support network among my family not everyone has – I do not take that for granted, and I would do anything I could to spare them this. I’m grateful for the part of the journey they will make with me
  • I have 56 young adults that come to rehearsal M-F and love me beyond what I deserve
  • I have a loving church family that I know will be praying for me
  • I have loved ones all over the globe that will take us before the Father on a consistent basis – thank you from the depth of my heart for this
  • My administration has prayed for / laid their hands on me – not everyone has that kind of support at work
  • There are MANY people who hear worse news than I have received

So, what happens now? First and foremost, every time you’re tempted to worry, just pray. I am confident prayer and treatment are far more effective on the cancer than worry. Second, a reminder that I HAVE cancer, I am NOT cancer. I’m still the same old me (I’m aware that’s really scary to some of you – maybe many of you), and intend to stay that way as long as possible. Treat us normally – that’s a huge gift you can give our family. Third, commit to noticing and taking pleasure in the little things that happen every day that make life beautiful and add meaning to our lives this side of heaven. Fourth, if your theology makes you think/say “God did this to your for a reason” you are like Job’s friends – I don’t need that, I don’t agree with that, so I will love you as you keep that to yourself. This dude is establishing the most positive vibe network I can. I trust I will hear the voice of God in needed ways, but I just don’t believe God inflicts disease on people; however, I know He promises a future where only health resides.

I’m growing more and more comfortable realizing that the questions we don’t have answers for probably shouldn’t eat up the mental and emotional space we often give them. I am anchored deeply in the Cross, passionately love my family, have the greatest job in the world, and have been richly graced and gifted.

Thanks for any part of the journey you will take with me. We serve a God who is not only Omnipresent, Omnipotent, and Omniscient, but one who is the Great Physician and a Great Sustainer. I will cast all my anxieties on Him, because He cares for me – I encourage you to do the same because He cares for you in the same way.

In the shadow of the Cross,

Clark

 

 

 

A Review of “Katharina and Martin Luther: The Story of a Runaway Nun and a Renegade Monk” by Michelle DeRusha

I was dually drawn to this book being interested in both religious and music history. I could not have predicted what a “can’t-put-it-down” read awaited me. Before you think, ‘oh yeah, another book on Luther!’ let me assure you this is not the case. Michelle’s exhaustive research and masterful story-telling give us an up close and personal look at the separate and combined lives of this couple as no other document has done.

I would be remiss if I did not mention the excellent forward to the book. It really sets the stage well for what follows and is extremely well-written.

Katharina’s biographical material is fascinating. When combined with the brilliant informed speculations and poignant writing of Michelle, this book invites you into the lives and places that shaped Katharina before and during her marriage to Martin. If you want to learn how a Reformation feminist was formed – this read is essential. The story that unfolds shatters every stereotype one might have about Katharina based on the status of women in those days. This lady was strong-willed, determined, and a force to be reckoned with. Being invited into her life is a treat, and like a treat, the reader always wants more.

Michelle has taken what could be dry biographical data and breathed life into it. You will experience Katharina’s home life, the decision of sending her to a monastery (made without her knowledge or consent), her daring and risky escape from that monastery, and her meeting of and eventual marriage to Martin.

It is probably not possible to talk about their marriage to the exclusion of Martin’s revolutionary and reforming ideas, but to have those presented with the backdrop of wife and family was enlightening. Martin’s “women’s role” bark was apparently worse than his bite, as the Luther abode was really quite progressive for its time. It was fascinating to follow them through their journey of falling in love, because that it not how the marriage began.

Possibly the most amazing part of Katharina’s life, and the one that showed her most legitimate strength and gumption, was her life after Martin’s death. Michelle draws us deep into the emotions Katharina no doubt felt trying to hold her family together and provide for them in a time where a woman was defined only through her relationship to a man.

I am reticent to give too much away, but I can promise you an engaging, intelligent, informative, and inspiring journey through the pages chronicling this window into the Luther’s lives and relationship. I recommend Michelle’s book without reservation, and want to thank her for sharing her acquired knowledge, heart, and linguistic acumen with us. Not just everyone can take a string of factoids and weave them together in a way that tells a captivating story. Michelle does exactly that. Treat yourself and read it.

Clark Roush, Ph.D.

“Eyes” ~ Michel Quoist

I am now about to close my eyelids, Lord,
For my eyes this evening have finished their work,
And my vagrant glances will return home,
Having stalled for a day in the market place.

Thank you, Lord, for my eyes, windows open on the wide world;
Thank you for their look that carries my soul as the broad sunbeam carries the light and warmth of your sun.
I pray to you, during the night, that tomorrow, when I open my eyes to the clear morning,
Tbey shall be ready to serve both my soul and my God.

May my eyes be clear and straightforward, Lord, and give others a hunger for purity;

May my look never be one of disappointment,
disillusionment,
despair.

But may it know how to admire,
contemplate,
adore.

May my eyes learn to close in order to find you more easily;
But may they never turn away from the world because they are afraid.
May my eyes be penetrating enough to recognize Your presence in the world,
And may they never shut on the afflictions of men.

May my eyes be firm and steady,
But may they also know how to soften in pity and be capable of tears.

May my gaze not soil the one it touches,
May it not disturb, but may it bring peace.
May it not sadden, but rather may it transmit joy.
May it not attract in order to hold captive,
But rather may it persuade others to rise above themselves to you.

May my eyes disquiet the sinner because in them he will see your light,
But may their reproach lead to encouragement.

Grant that my eyes may be startling because they are an encounter, an encounter with God.
Grant that they be a call,
a loud clear call
that brings the world to its doorstep,
Not because of me, Lord,
But because you are to pass by.

That my eyes may be all this, Lord,
Once more, this evening,
I give you my soul,
I give you my body,
I give you my eyes,
That when they look at men, my brothers,
It may be you who look at them
And you who beckon.

From “Prayers” – translated and first published in 1954 – most recently published in 1999 by Sheen and Ward

 

Thanks Dad!

I’ve been thinking about my dad a lot lately. He went to be with the Lord on Christmas evening several years ago. He went peaceably and found his reward – I’m grateful for those truths. I’m not completely sure what has my head in the past a bit more than usual for me, but I think it was the birth of my granddaughter, Sophia Madelyn. Her arrival caused my heart to explode, and I seem to be a bit more emotional these days.

I knew I would cry the first time I held her – and I did, but I was caught completely unaware by the emotions that swept over me as I watched my son hold/love/talk to his daughter. He is now a dad (and so far, a great one!), and I think that’s what got me thinking more about my own father.

I have always counted it a huge privilege to be a father, and I am so proud of where Matthew and Mitchell are in their lives. I can only hope as their dad I did it more right than wrong – at the least not to cause them too much counseling in their 40’s!

But tonight, with tears in my eyes, I am thinking about my dad and some of the memories I have of him. And even though you didn’t ask me to share them, I’m going to, probably for my own sake more than yours.

Dad – first of all, I want to thank you for teaching me how a man of God lives, and how he dies. If I do a fraction as well as you, I will be happy. Thank you for teaching me to love Jesus, and God’s people, and always in that order.

You introduced me to baseball. I remember pitching in little league, and one game in particular was rough. I pitched a complete game 2 hitter and lost 1-0 because they got a single, a passed ball, and another single. Our 2 hits didn’t come back to back. You took a broken-hearted young boy and just loved him that night. You didn’t try to say too much (I’m still working on that one), and you just let me be sad/mad. And when I got a double in the All-Star game and heard that whistle from the stands – wow! Well, I still love baseball, and so do both of my sons. We’ll see if that lives on in sweet Sophia – my guess is her daddy and mommy will see that it does. Thanks!

I remember when you showed me a faster way to get out of the blocks as a sprinter. I can still hear your whistle coming from the stands as I rounded the turn and headed towards the tape to win the 220-yd dash in a personal best. Late at night I still love watching track and field on TV, but particularly the sprints and short relays. Thanks!

Oh, and the pecan pies in the basement. 1 pie, 2 forks, and a father and son enjoying their favorite dessert without the need of extra plates. The best times! Thanks!

And Credence Clearwater Revival at Vet’s Auditorium in Des Moines – you took me to my first concert. And you liked jazz, not rock. Thanks!

Remember the 1970, 3-on-the-tree, Ford Maverick? Thanks for helping me get my first car. It wasn’t always fun having a driver education teacher for a dad, but what you taught me has kept me and my family safe several times. Thanks!

When I wrecked the car or got a speeding ticket – you were always so kind and asked, “have you learned?” Thanks!

I remember how you supported my decision to not be a bible major, but instead to pursue music education. You were always such a source of encouragement, and as a fellow educator, you were able to listen to me at various stages of my development and give me perspective. I’m pretty sure I made the right choice. Thanks, dad!

And the phone bill the last month before Sue and I could be together at college again. You said I could call once a week. When it because once a day, you just paid the bill and smiled. Thanks!

I remember calling home from college because I had a friend in crisis, and I knew I was going to bomb a test the next day if I did what my heart told me to. It would also ruin my 4.0 that semester. I will never forget hearing you say, “Son, I will support whatever decision you make and the consequences, but remember, Jesus didn’t die for a GPA.” Thanks for that, dad.

I remember you crying when you watched me perform or conduct. I understood that better as it became my turn to be proud of my boys, but it always made me feel as though what I was doing mattered. Thanks for showing me that real men have a soft and tender side – knowing that has served me well over the years.

I loved how positive you were. You were the one who didn’t have time to ponder if your glass was 1/2 empty or 1/2 full – you were too busy filling everyone else’s glasses.

I loved how you studied the bible late at night, and I remember when you stopped spanking me and would sit with that bible on the edge of my bed and discuss my behavior in relation to my walk with God. I so many times wished you had just spanked me, but in the long run, I understand you were planting seeds for God to water.

Thank you for showing me how to love a wife, how to be dedicated to a family, and how to place others’ needs ahead of yours. Also, thank you for loving my wife and my family, and continuing to place others’ needs ahead of yours.

The other night I was having a late night snack (sound familiar, dad?) and found myself taking the tip of the knife and scraping the inside of the peanut butter jar (sound familiar). The other day I was trimming and the line broke – guess what popped out of my mouth? – “Dirty birds!” (sound familiar). Sometimes I stay up late and look for obscure movies, because, well, I think you know.

I’m not sure anyone is still reading this, but I could go on and on and on, Dad – probably should try to keep this memory time from turning into a novel. Please know how much I miss you. Please know how much I love you. Please know how grateful I am to have had you for a dad. If I had to do it all over again, I would want the same father. As I reflect on how passionate I am about my faith, my family, and my career, I realize I had the perfect mentor for how to do all that to His glory.

Thanks, Dad!

The Dark Side

The fictional Dark Side has become popular due to the Star Wars phenomenon. I believe it’s easy to consider it part of the movie or story or fiction, and not realize that possible it is quite real. Maybe one of the reasons Star Wars has taken root so deeply is because it does indeed capture truths of humanity.

Reading Richard Rohr’s “Falling Upward” affirmed many things I’ve long thought and explained many more I didn’t fully understand. My brain perused my own past, and also how fervently I plead with my students to own their “dark side.” You know – all those things we think that we shouldn’t, all the things we do that we shouldn’t, all the things we say that we shouldn’t, the tendency to be jealous, the tendency to judge, the tendency to feel entitiled, the tendency to want revenge, the craving for everything to be fair – that’s what I call our “dark side.”  We are capable of incredibly wounding others – we are also capable of incredibly loving others. I believe living in that tension is inescapable. I think wanting to increasingly bless is a choice – one that demands we first admit our deepest and darkest truths to ourselves.

I plead with my students to own their dark side, because I feel that until all of us do, we haven’t given it to Christ. He knows we have it, but the moment we stop acting as though we don’t have one, it opens us up to more freely allow him to work through that part of us. And as I see the spiritual world, if Jesus is not allowed to work through it, I know who I’m defaulting to, and that scares me more than me even having a dark side.

Am I claiming that we are all inherently bad or evil. NO! I am claiming that our human nature is SO strong, and it doesn’t always lead us in the ways we were intended to go. That’s why I believe we must own it, and then give it back to the one who created us. He is far better at helping us cope and overcome than we are left to our own thoughts and plans.

So what if we don’t self-confess? I think it keeps us lodged in legalism and judgmentalism. If we can’t admit the worst in us, it’s often too easy to only see the worst in others. If we humble ourselves, it’s easier to extend grace rather than judgment to others, because after all, we all have the same tendencies, don’t we?

Reflection and contemplation are pivotal to seeing who we really are. This is an essential part of beginning to grasp the grace God has for us. We don’t need to emerge with a guilt complex about our past – just an honesty that allows God to extend mercy and love us as He wishes to. That changes a person! A substantial enough change that shame has no place at the table.

If we admitted who we are, accepted God’s mercy, and were willing then to lovingly and gracefully take others as they are, would that change our homes and churches? Is that something people are longing for? I think so.

I think that there is so much good in each of us – and it is often what emerges. I think the comfort of that sometimes keeps us from the kind of self-honesty necessary to deepen and mature our spiritual journey. This is certainly not finger-pointing — just a clarion call for transparency with our self. Demanding transparency is so much easier out of others than it is out of ourselves, but I believe the rewards are worth the effort.

What are your thoughts on the matter?

Recently read / On the reading li

I believe our minds and hearts are greatly shaped by what we put into them; hence, we becoming an amalgam of the things we ponder. I believe pondering and reflection profoundly changes us, whether or not we wind up agreeing with everything another writer / speaker says or not. I write this realizing I’m not a blogger that others are likely to base an opinion on, but nonetheless, these are the words and thoughts that have shaped me, and will shape me. These books are not listed in any particular order, but I share them for any good you might get from the list, and with gratitude for the way the Holy Spirit leads me to certain “voices.” I consistently read that you shouldn’t worry about your social media reach or influence when you write – you should just write. My youngest son, Mitchell Roush, constantly reinforces the need to create and not just consume, so I’m taking a deep breath, releasing any expectations / wishes, and am going to try to take others’ word for it.

Books Recently Read:

Out of Sorts – Sarah Bessey
Searching for Sunday – Rachel Held Evans
Spiritual Sobriety – Elizabeth Esther
Brazen – Leanna Tankersley
Grounded – Diana Butler Bass
Night Driving – Addie Zierman
Becoming Human – Jean Vanier
Wild in the Hollow – Amber Haines
An Altar in the World – Barbara Brown Taylor
Accidental Saints – Nadia Bolz-Weber
A Life in Music – Daniel Barenboim
O Clap Your Hands – Gordon Giles

On the reading list: (I have all these book already)

Daring Greatly – Brene Brown (late to the party, I know!)
Rising Strong – Brene Brown
Falling Upward – Richard Rohr
The Best Yes – Lisa Terkeurst
The Truth About Leadership – Kouzes & Posner
How to Be Here – Rob Bell
Water to Wine – Brian Zahnd
Bach: Music in the Castle of Heaven – John Eliot Gardner
The Ragamuffin Gospel – Brennan Manning (real late to the party – better late than never?)
1791 – Mozart’s Last Year – H.C. Robbins Landon & M.C. Landon
Desiring the Kingdom: Worship, Worldview, and Cultural Formation – James K.A. Smith

In a recent conversation with my wife, we were talking about reading, and I repeated to her the excellent and accurate (in my opinion) quote that “those who do not read have no advantage over those who cannot read.” I hope you are able to fill your minds/hearts with some of the above thoughts/reflections/confessions/challenges. If you’re like me, nothing will ever replace the “old-style book” where you can highlight, write in the margins, and make annotations in the back. None of the above listed books are the electronic version – but,  it really doesn’t matter which form you use – hard copy or electronic – just read!  And of course, then spend time pondering and reflecting. Blessings on your summer!

Review of “Brazen” by Leanna Tankersley

“BRAZEN” by Leanna Tankersley is a clarion call for overcoming the emotional, mental, and societal forces that keep us from being not only all we can be, but all that we’re called to be. When I first started reading I thought it might be another installment of “I am woman hear me roar!” What I found what was an impassioned plea and encouragement to become fully human. Leanna may have had women as her primary audience, and there is certainly plenty of material for the ladies, but I also believe this could be a salient read for gentlemen as well.

I am inherently drawn to any text that encourages stillness, reflection, and knowing your inner self – this manuscript certainly qualifies. The anchor points of her missive are: exploring your own soul, nurturing your voice, and remembering your identity. What follows her laying this out are a series of significant tributaries all leading to the vast ocean of self-expansion through the love of God.

I think you’ll relate to her phrase “Soul Bully” as she describes the entity that so frequently wreaks havoc with how we were created by God to be. As we search to find all the ways we have the image of God inside us, Leanna encourages us to “go after what’s been silenced, hidden, lost, bruised, abused, abandoned, bullied.”

Leanna chronicles how easy it is to forget a key truth: we are beloved by God. When we do forget, the lies of culture, programming, insecurity, expectations, and even sometimes religion eagerly wait to lay claim to the space God has already designated.
It is important, not selfish, to find time for ourselves, and to surround ourselves with things that speak to us. Those habits help keep the Divine connection as He intended.

She writes of the myriad ways we try to edit ourselves, and a myriad of reasons we do it. This is detrimental to courageously finding our true selves, the selves God intends us to find and return to Him in service.

One particularly poignant chapter, “Casting Your Nets”, helps us realize what happened when the disciples were fishing and Jesus came and told them to recast after they had experienced no success all night. What changed? Not the lake, not the nets, not the boat, not their technique – what changed was Jesus showed up with a directive. God called and they obeyed.

I love Leanna’s thoughts about viewing ourselves though the “Divine View-Master.” (This label is right up there with Soul Bully in my opinion) This allows us to see ourselves more as God see us, and hence, would have us see ourselves.

At no time does she explore any necessary self-expansion apart from what God intends for us. This is certainly not a “do whatever feels good to you” book. It does encourage breaking free from the shackles we have allowed, but the breaking free is always connected to Divine reason and intent.

As she lays out the Brazen pathway, it includes making peace with our woundedness and wonder. Proclaiming we are marvelous and objects of astonishment, she brings us past all the things that have hurt and formed us and helps us find the Created Center we each have from our Creator.

Leanna writes a fabulous chapter on marriage, and then launches into some of the ways being self-obsessed is necessary for quieting the voices and opinions that frequent our ears, our hearts, our minds, and our spirits. Her encouragement is not to settle for a life in which we hide who we really are – for any reason or in any circumstance.

I liked her chapter on breaking at least one rule. She encourages her readers not to give into the following “rules”: (1) You must tame your husband; (2) You must avoid pleasure; (3) You must put yourself last; (4) You must be available to everyone all the time; (5) You must listen to the experts; and (6) You must consider your body a liability.

Leanna’s transparency and honesty are helpful in establishing her credibility as a journey taker. She never sets herself up as an expert or makes harsh judgments about others. She passionately, for our sake, chronicles a way for each of us to find a truer, bolder self – one fashioned by a God calling us to do things for Him and see us as He see us.

She ends each chapter with a section of reflection and expression, and with material for a Brazen board – a visual representation of your personal journey.

“Brazen” can be a quick read. It can be a repeated read. It can be a slow/think about it read. But it is most definitely a MUST read. If you are interested in discovering a truer, deeper sense of self and how that relates to the God who created and adores you, you will want to read Leanna’s road map for the journey!

Review of “Spiritual Sobriety” – Elizabeth Esther, author

If “Girl at the End of the World” is about abuse, hurt, and despair, “Spiritual Sobriety” is about restoration, healing, and hope. Elizabeth share the next part of her faith journey in a way that shows a light at the end of the tunnel without implying she has THE light at the end of the tunnel. Her book is a hope-filled, “here’s what worked for me” story of recovery, living in the present, and using a renewed outlook on faith to craft a new way of living – one that breeds a future outcome vastly different than her previous life.

Elizabeth’s writing is clear and succinct, and she continues her acute self-awareness. She is transparent about the difficulties of being spiritually sober, and lines out some principles salient to her current walk. In a most inviting way, she welcomes the reader into her new life and provides her blueprint for getting there – just in case the reader might want a similar journey. Her writing is devoid of judgment, which is refreshing and invigorating. She offers a way into what she has found.

I found the subtitles to her chapters possibly more interesting than the chapter titles, and they give the reader a sense of the road map used to navigate one’s self towards spiritual sobriety. Here are some of them: “Reality and the Religious Addict,” “Searching for the Real God,” “Developing a Sober Thought Life,” “The Discipline of Kind Speech,” “How Sobriety Keeps Us from Burnout,” “Recovery in Our Relationships,” “Recovery in Our Churches,” and  “Relapse.” Elizabeth’s real world approach is certainly theologically sound, but thankfully, this is not a theology treatise. It is life-in-the-world approach to God, faith, and living.

Her section on the “misuse of God” was both breath-taking and heart-wrenching. Most of us have either been there, known someone who was, or been guilty of it in our pasts. It beautifully frames the remaining narrative in an engaging and convicting manner.

Her 11 “Common Beliefs and Behaviors of Sober Christianity” by themselves make the book worth reading. Elizabeth has done some thorough and pensive work on her head, her heart, and her beliefs. Be sure you spend sufficient time soaking these in.

Her thoughts and feelings are supported by some great thinkers and writers: Reba Riley, Sylvia Plath, Dennis Linn, Kathy Escobar, St. Francis de Sales, Richard Rohr, Krista Tippett, Nadia Bolz-Weber, Micah Boyett, Maria Popova, Henri Nouwen, Pope Francis, Thoreou, and Michael Helms – to name a few. It was a wonderful choice to also include quotes and anecdotes from “just plain folk” as they responded to Elizabeth’s questions. This provides a beautiful balance between the scholarly and the practical that some writers elude. This reviewer believes hearing from both spectrums weaves a rich tapestry of experiences for the reader.

This can be a quick read or a slow read – whichever the reader prefers, but it really should be a MUST read. The reader will be both challenged and inspired. The reader may take the journey Elizabeth has taken and find themself in a very different place. If the reader can’t fully relate, it will be a resource for ministering to others and helping them with their journey. I highly recommend adding this not only to your library, but to your personal walk. Brava, Elizabeth – you’ve done it once again!!

http://www.amazon.com/Spiritual-Sobriety-Stumbling-Faith-Religion/dp/0307731898/ref=sr_1_1?s=books&ie=UTF8&qid=1458793945&sr=1-1&keywords=spiritual+sobriety