Manuscript in progress...
I'm working on a new memoir. Here's the elevator speech –
Yes, God wanted us, Jesus paid for us, the Holy Spirit guided us...but why did it hurt?
If you've read my memoir The Time Mom Met Hitler, Frost Came to Dinner, and I Heard the Greatest Story Ever Told, I'm asking for your help.
Many of you have written me excitedly. I'm grateful. I've become friends with many of you, and that is a blessing.
When you write me, your questions are thoughtful. I am humbled (and glad) my memoir stirred you to ask such questions.
Among all your questions, some have fallen into these two categories.
My new book attempts to answer these two questions, and other questions as well.
In it, there’s more of the God stuff—actual meetings (theophanies, as my professors called them) between the Lord and me. There's less of the Dad stuff (although there are a few good tales about Dad’s poet friends).
Most particularly, there’s the “hurt.”
The hurt is the important material, which I did not explore in Mom/Hitler. I was new to Christian revelation then and had not yet experienced both sides of its fullness. I did experience its joy and its relief. I did not yet experience its isolation and its doubt.
The hurt is that coming to Christ costs you; it ain’t free.
It may seem that way at first--but wrong!
Many said that Mom/Hitler is very readable—hard to put down. This new one is just as readable, too. Filled with stories. Yes, there’s more theology, but it’s not academic. It’s intimate.
And, like Mom/Hitler, it doesn’t demand anything of the reader’s religious stance. It just talks about Channa’s and my experience.
From those of you who read Mom/Hitler, and particularly from those of you who want more, what is it that you want?
Seriously. I’d like to know.
Please write me--