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nadoislandgirl's review
4.0
So enjoyed this book. I found the author's writing thoughtful and most of all REAL! Some parts were very timely. Some favorites:
pg 54
I've made a habit out of filling up most every quiet moment with at least a little bit of noise -- enough to keep me distracted from the discomfort of not really knowing myself.
pg57
I got quiet. And then I got quieter. And then I got silent. That's when the magic happened. I began to keep good company with myself, the kind of company you would keep with a friend instead of an enemy.
pg127
Throughout my entire life, I have spoken Christian, dressed Christian, studied Christian, dated Christian, sang Christian, read Christian, and usually thought Christian. I have simply been immersed in Christianity in the very same way that Fatima had been immersed in Islam.
A possible consequence of this immersion was that my faith had become rehearsed and ingrained and flat. I believe God knew ll this -- that I was lulled and tired. He felt forever away, and I felt and all-pervasive numbness, though I knew what to say and think to convince myself otherwise.
pg131
The layers of numbness began dying a slow death that day. In their place sparked an inkling of desire. And desire, as we all know, is the most scandalous freedom there is.
pg 54
I've made a habit out of filling up most every quiet moment with at least a little bit of noise -- enough to keep me distracted from the discomfort of not really knowing myself.
pg57
I got quiet. And then I got quieter. And then I got silent. That's when the magic happened. I began to keep good company with myself, the kind of company you would keep with a friend instead of an enemy.
pg127
Throughout my entire life, I have spoken Christian, dressed Christian, studied Christian, dated Christian, sang Christian, read Christian, and usually thought Christian. I have simply been immersed in Christianity in the very same way that Fatima had been immersed in Islam.
A possible consequence of this immersion was that my faith had become rehearsed and ingrained and flat. I believe God knew ll this -- that I was lulled and tired. He felt forever away, and I felt and all-pervasive numbness, though I knew what to say and think to convince myself otherwise.
pg131
The layers of numbness began dying a slow death that day. In their place sparked an inkling of desire. And desire, as we all know, is the most scandalous freedom there is.
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