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5.0

Okay. I’m not sure why people don’t love this. I had always thought of Elisabeth Elliot as rather “one note”.

This book i felt was a very kind telling of someone human who God used to encourage people. No one on the stage is shiny behind the scenes. She was a sinner while living with other sinners, and complications are bound to arise. Add to that PTSD, the pressure of providing fully for a household, and having people yell at her when their faith didn’t match hers. I’m honestly amazed the journals aren’t worse. That’s a lot of pressure for one person.

I loved hearing her less guarded thoughts. She was much more nuanced than I believed based on her blunt communication style. It was beautiful to listen to her explore God outside the box, but makes sense that she spoke what she had concluded for herself.

Some have had a distaste for her sexual desire being written about… uh hello have you read “Passion and Purity” and “Quest for Love” she said as much about Jim in those books as is disclosed about Addison in this one.

It makes me so incredibly sad that her final years were highjacked by someone so controlling. That she was pushed her to preform for his profit. Ellen wondered if without that arrangement we might not have all her non-fiction. But part of me wonders what would have happened if she had been allowed to flourish.

Summed up… tragic, intelligent, and human.