I'm on page 71.
The book is certainly a spiritual memoir. I'm not sure I even knew what that meant until now.
So far I have burst out laughing in the quietness of my condo and I've also found myself talking back to Susan as though she can hear me somewhere deep inside the book. Eventually I call to tell her what I'm thinking.
Susan is mad. She takes God to counseling because she feels she has the right to. This, interestingly, makes perfect sense to me. I am to be the Bride of Christ and some times I feel a bit let down. Who will listen to me talk about how this feels? Most people quote Scripture and use it like a band-aid to a wound. When I am feeling hurt by God the last thing I want to do is read a letter from him. I don't even open emails from people I am on miffed with. I have to wait until I've had a good nights sleep, a good breakfast, and a dash of David Crowder.
The story begins in (some what) present day and then she goes backward and tells the story of how she got to where she is. And this is the part that resonates with me. Her story is so very close to my story and maybe that's why I cry when I read it. And she really does talk to God and I like reading how those conversations play out.
Reading Susan's book makes me feel a little less crazy.
I'm still waiting to hear about your Angry Conversations with God.
Wednesday, February 18, 2009
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2 comments:
For me, the anger passes quickly and it takes me more time to process the disappointment. I strive to be content. The processing needs to take place instead of stuffing my feelings down and ignoring them. Right now I am impatient to finish our adoption and get on with life. But God has us waiting. And I'm disappointed. And I want to be content with God's plan but sometimes I most certainly am not.
it sounds like a great book... and a window to start asking questions of yourself (myself).
Let's be honest, living in a place like this... with so much poverty, crime and injustice... and living so far away from family and deep relationships and, well, home... I've had my share of angry converstaions with God - and yet, every time, when I finally calm down a little and listen - He whispering "I'm still here... " and that's really all I need. What a good day to remember that.
I definately think that living in Africa should give Dawn and I double entries in the give away contest (wink) because God knows I need to feel a little less crazy!
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