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Sunday Salon: Books Read in April, 2011 Plus Some Fine Links

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Children’s and Young Adult Fiction:
In the Shadow of the Lamp by Susanne Dunlap.
Fallen Grace by Mary Hooper.
The Agency: A Spy in the House by Y.S. Lee.
I read these three historical VIctorian-era YA novels one after another, and my review of all three will be coming up soon. I’ll just say I rather enjoyed all three.
Edges by Lena Roy. Semicolon review here.

Adult Fiction:
Goodbye, Mr. Chips by James Hilton.
Firefly Lane by Kristin Hannah. Semicolon review here.

Nonfiction, History, Biography, and Memoir:
Friday Night Lights: A Town, a Team, and a Dream by H.G. Bissinger. Semicolon review here.
Cannibals of the Heart by Jack Shepherd.
Praying for Strangers by River Jordan.
Choosing to See by Mary Beth Chapman. Semicolon review here.
Son of Hamas by Mosab Hassan Yousef. Semicolon review here.
Little Princes by Conor Grennan. Semicolon review here. This one was of particular interest because I know someone who lives in Nepal. It has become a small world in many ways, hasn’t it?
William F. Buckley by Jeremy Lott.
Righteous Indignation by Andrew Bretibart.
AfricaTrek: A Journey by Bicycle through Africa by Dan Buettner.

I read lots more nonfiction than fiction this month, unusual for me. I find myself impatient with fiction lately; a lot of what I’ve picked up lately seems so trivial and unsatisfying for some reason. My favorite book of the month? Praying for Strangers by River Jordan. It’s inspired me to start on my own prayer adventure, and I’m having a great time, praying for strangers (and friends) and conversing with the God of the Universe.

Peace Child by Don Richardson

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Don Richardson (born 1935) is a Canadian Christian missionary, teacher, author and international speaker who worked among the tribal people of Western New Guinea, Indonesia. He argues in his writings that, hidden among tribal cultures, there are usually some practices or understandings, which he calls “redemptive analogies”, which can be used to illustrate the meaning of the Christian Gospel, contextualizing the biblical representation of the incarnation of Jesus. ~Wikipedia

That rather academic introduction to the story of missionary Don Richardson and his work with the Sawi people of Western New Guinea in Indonesia makes it sound almost boring. Peace Child, a missionary memoir, is anything but boring. Richardson went to Western New Guinea with his wife, Carol, and their seven month old baby in 1962. There they worked with a people who as a culture glorified violence, cannibalism, and revenge. In fact, as they listened to the story of Jesus’ life, death, and resurrection in their own language, the Sawi laughed at the poor fool Jesus and admired Judas for his ability to deceive and betray such a close friend. Richardson despaired of ever being able to teach the Sawi the truth of the gospel until he discovered in their own culture that the Sawi had a tradition that mirrored the substitutionary death of Jesus as a “peace offering” for our sins.

The entire idea of redemptive analogies placed within cultures by God for the purpose of giving people a deeper and more complete understanding of the gospel should be handled carefully. I can see how it could be misused and and lead to more misunderstanding than understanding. However, used prayerfully and carefully, I can also see how God could use the stories and educational tools of a people and a culture to bring about miraculous communication. Peace Child is a wonderful story of just such a miracle.

1 In the beginning was the Word, and the Word was with God, and the Word was God. 2 He was with God in the beginning. 3 Through him all things were made; without him nothing was made that has been made. 4 In him was life, and that life was the light of all mankind. 5 The light shines in the darkness, and the darkness has not overcome it. John 1:1-4

Bold Spirit by Linda Lawrence Hunt

Bold Spirit: Helga Estby’s Forgotten Walk Across VIctorian America by Linda Lawrence Hunt.

Lost, or nearly lost, stories of ordinary heroes seems to be one theme of my reading lately, as I just finished this book about a woman who walked with her oldest daughter, Clara, across the United States in 1896 for the purpose of winning a $10,000 wager in order to pay off her family’s back taxes and delinquent mortgage.

It’s a story that is both inspiring and sad. Helga Estby and Clara walked all the way from Spokane, Washington to New York City, an accomplishment that would prove daunting to most men and most women nowadays. Helga’s neighbors thought she was crazy and thought the journey she planned would be not only impossible but also a betrayal of her role as the mother of nine children. Helga’s youngest child was only two years old when her mother set out across America in pursuit of her own American dream. Her stated goal was to earn the money to save her family’s farm and homestead. Her anonymous sponsor’s objective was either to advertise women’s clothing or to prove that women were strong and hardy enough to undertake such a arduous trek across a continent. Perhaps both.

Unfortunately for Helga and her family, the walk across America that was to solve all of the family’s financial woes was completed, but the anonymous wagerer was a welsher. Helga and Clara did not get any money for their courageous and formidable achievement, and while they were absent from home circumstances caused the children left behind to become angry and resentful toward their mother and her undertaking. In fact, they became so filled with rancor over Helga’s absence during a crisis in the family’s history that the children convinced their mother never to speak of her attempt to walk across the country. And after Helga’s death, two of her grown children burned all of her written stories about her walk. The story of Helga and Clara Estby and their walk across America was nearly lost to posterity.

However, Linda Hunt heard about the two women and their remarkable journey in a paper written by a young descendant of Helga Estby for the Washington State History Day Contest. She then began to research the story, talking to Helga’s granddaughter and finding old newspaper articles that told about the women as they traveled and shared their stories with reporters in the various towns they passed through. Ms. Hunt did remarkable work herself in piecing together this story of two brave women who could have been forgotten had it not been for the memories of a few people who knew them and the hard work of a historian.

What are the stories in your family that are in danger of being lost and/or forgotten? Save them in a scrapbook or a photo album or a blog or even a book. Or tell them here to us. I may start posting myself after Easter about family stories I want to save.

“Lindy”

I just finished re-reading “Bring Me A Unicorn”, the letters and diaries of Anne Morrow Lindbergh, who married the famous aviator Charles Lindbergh. It’s really fascinating and terribly romantic – it describes how she met him and fell in love with him. He was the object of amazing idol-worship everywhere he went (he was nicknamed “Lindy”), and she was a shy bookworm and dreamer; they were really awfully unlike each other. So – in short, a beautiful love-story.

Another volume of diaries that I read recently was the first volume of L.M. Montgomery’s diaries. (LMM is best known for “Anne of Green Gables”). Also very good, though almost completely different from Anne Morrow Lindbergh. LMM grew up in Cavendish, Prince Edward Island, a model for the fictional Avonlea.

Both women were very good at conveying their moods in their journals – depressed, overjoyed, tired, etc. Both were also good at describing nature, because they were both nature-lovers, I think.