Dripping sweat on the paperback's pages, I speed-walked and read for one hour and twenty minutes holding this book in my hand so that I could finish it before my routine was over. That was two weeks ago. Since then I have been trying to figure out how to describe the way it has affected me. It’s mainly because of the Dad, Jeremiah Land.Read the whole thing for why Piper liked it so much. Here's the closing:
I am talking about Leif Enger’s first novel, Peace Like a River. Abraham said I should read it. If my sons tell me to read a thing, I do—at least so far.
I fear saying something trite. I read one reviewer who said, “heartwarming.” Like a rifle bullet in the head, it’s heartwarming. The heart needs something bigger and deeper than warming. And this book helps.
What do I make of it? Wrong question.I've been reading Enger's second novel, published earlier this year: So Brave, Young, and Handsome. It's set in the early 20th century West and is an adventure story of sorts as an outlaw seeking redemption.
What is it making of me?
More alive to everything true, I hope. More steady in the wind. More hopeful. Less anxious. Eager for Christ to show up.
Yes. This is a recommendation. Ask for it for Christmas.