I am changed for having read this book. I didn’t learn much about it before cracking the cover; all I knew was that Gungor writes songs that resonate deeply with me and I am interested in hearing what Lisa has to say about anything. I suppose I came in expecting this book to be a series of optimistic, flowery platitudes. Maybe that is why the actual content of the book felt like a bomb exploding.
The genre of the book, much like Gungor’s music, is very difficult to nail down. I pity bookstore workers who must find a shelf upon which to categorize it. It is many things: poetic, biopic, inspirational. Breathtaking. Riveting. Spellbinding.
Lisa Gungor lays out her life, unfiltered. From the dedication, it feels like something I stole off her desk, something she meant for her closest friends. I identify with so much of her journey, and there are other parts that I certainly hope never to experience. It would have been easy to sanitize the hard stuff, take out the things that could cause people to view she and her husband as imperfect, If she had done that, the greatest beauty of this book would have been lost.
There are so many lessons here. The greatest of them can probably be summed up with a quote from the book: “A collapse of beliefs leads us to the opening of something true.” If you’ve gone through a crisis of belief and wanted to have honest conversations somewhere in the middle that you felt like nobody would participate in, this book is for you. It’s equal parts gorgeous and gut-wrenching. I couldn’t tear myself away.