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Suncatchers, by Jamie Langston Turner

God has brought some new things into my life lately to mingle with the familiar. Summer has its regular joys; grassy fields, nephews and nieces playing in the sunshine, pressing flowers in my heavy Jane Austen anthology. Mixed in have been fresh experiences; I’ve been attending a new church, and added a few lovely friends and faces to my life. One of them mentioned an author I’ve never read before and graciously loaned me their copy of Suncatchers by Jamie Langston Turner. It felt fitting that yesterday morning I stopped on my way to work and meandered the shallows of a little pond I’d never explored, in all my years of driving past. Now I can share multiple new perspectives with you!

Suncatchers is not fast-paced; it’s not gripping, exactly, although it’s memorable. It’s the kind of book you might choose on a slow, hot afternoon, stretched out on a porch swing. One of its best attributes, while also possibly being its biggest flaw, is that the story meanders a lot while very little actually happens. I know that may not seem to be much of an endorsement, but I think you have to be in the right mood to appreciate Suncatchers, and if you are– it is sincerely worthy of your time!

Set in a fairly contemporary South Carolina town, the book is about a young writer named Perry Warren. Following a painful separation from his wife and son, Perry moves into a new neighborhood and meets a Christian family next door– widowed music teacher Jewel, along with her elderly mother Eldeen and son Joe Leonard. The situation feels a bit unlikely, but grandmotherly Eldeen takes Perry under her wing. Over time Perry warms to them all, even as he internally criticizes their faith, theology, and simple lifestyle.

Eldeen is really the star of the book. The author did a wonderful job bringing almost all of the characters to life– she knows small town churches well, and pokes (good humored) fun at the many personalities you come across– lovable, but all with recognizable quirks that feel deeply relatable. Eldeen shines brighter than all the rest, however. She is honestly one of the most vivid characters I have ever read– when I think about her, it’s almost as if I am recalling a real person.

You might not think she deserves a second paragraph, but truly, I have to say more about Eldeen. She is every oddball characteristic you have ever seen in a grandma, all wrapped around a heart that genuinely wants to lead people to Jesus. When she’s introduced, she is sitting in her living room with her feet wrapped up in some ridiculous contraption– I think it was lard and plastic baggies inside rubber boots– because she heard somewhere it would help alleviate her cold feet. Her train of conversation goes off the rails incessantly, and she laughs hysterically at her own stories. Like any self-respecting eccentric grandma, she has an adorable-yet-goofy hobby of embroidering pillowcases with sheep. At times, I found her long, winding stories and exaggerated oddities annoying– and yet, that only made her feel more authentic. Don’t we all find the people we deeply love a bit aggravating now and then?

While I wished there could have been a little more to the overarching plot, and that I could hit Perry over the head with his own book once or twice (his internal thought process was downright nutty at times), I was superbly pleased with the ending. Once or twice I suspected the storyline was going a direction I wouldn’t have been happy with, but when the finale did come it was everything I hoped. Suncatchers also examines closely what Christianity looks like to someone who has never been in a church setting before. It points out how alien some of our habits and customs must appear to the unsaved, as Perry scrutinizes the church Eldeen attends. I think it would be difficult to walk away from this novel without deepening your compassion for those who need Christ, and being encouraged to reach out with simple kindnesses to those around you. I could give it 4/5 stars for those qualities alone, among others I appreciate.

What is something new in the customary rhythm of your life? Will it be this book? Or has anything else lovely and fresh come your way? I’d love to hear your thoughts!

Biblical · Full Reviews

The End of the Magi

The wise men…so familiar to millions of Christians and non-Christians alike. Icons of the awe-inducing account of Jesus’ birth and early years. The inspiration for hauntingly lovely Christmas melodies and countless works of art; yet shrouded in mystery and beauty like the star they followed. It comes as no surprise to me that someone would want to set their pen to write a story about these men and their journey– but seeing it so skillfully done by author Patrick W. Carr–that is a gift in itself.

The End of the Magi is the tale of Myrad, who must flee for his life when his adoptive father is murdered. Myrad takes up his father’s work as a Magi– one of a group of men faithfully counting down the days till the Messiah’s birth based on a calendar established in Daniel’s prophecy (see Daniel chapter 9)– while encountering dangers and misfortunes far beyond what any one person should have to endure.

As Myrad journeys, he finds new family, new enemies, political intrigue, and ultimately makes his way (following the star) to meet the Christ-child. How he arrives at that point in one piece can only be attributed to God’s protection, but I loved the grand scale of this story; fast-paced and colorful, the perfect book to read on a winter day when you want to feel a scorching sun on your face and sand under your feet. It’s easy to escape the cold and dreary of December when you are Myrad, riding your camel through the desert or drawing a bow on hostile armies!

The End of the Magi is easily one of my favorite Christian fiction books I’ve reviewed thus far– Carr’s take on the Magi was compelling and thought provoking. The best Christian fiction pushes me to re-examine Biblical texts with fresh eyes, and Carr achieved this goal while also giving us an energetic, thrilling adventure with likeable and memorable characters. To be fair, I do feel Carr could have done a better job wrapping up the story– while I was happy with how things turn out, the epilogue felt rushed and a bit sloppy to me. It was as if the author originally intended to end the story earlier on and then decided to try to pack 30 extra years into a few final chapters (last minute before publication). Whether or not that is true, I found myself scratching my head. I also saw complaints from other reviewers about the level of geopolitics in this tale, and I agree that this might not be the book for you if you have a distaste for world history or power struggles. Personally, I found it fascinating to see a broader picture of what was happening in other countries outside of Israel at the time of Christ, especially from the perspective of such enjoyable characters.

Flaws aside, this story was excellent– worthy of five stars… and the perfect choice to purchase or place on hold at the library for a Christmastime read! I’m hoping posting this review a bit before Thanksgiving will allow you the time to do just that. If you have a favorite Christian fiction Christmas novel of your own, share it in the comments below!

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Full Review, While We’re Far Apart

While We're Far Apart

“Don’t do it Eddie. Please,” Grandma begged. “Think of your children. Go down there tomorrow and tell the army you changed your mind.”

“I can’t. It’s too late.” He spoke so softly that Esther thought she might have imagined it. For sure Grandma hadn’t heard him. But then he cleared his throat and said in a louder voice, “I already resigned from my job. I leave for basic training in two weeks.”

His words gave Esther the same empty, floating feeling she’d had after Mama died, as if she were a fluff of dandelion, no longer tethered to the earth. What was going to happen to her?

While We’re Far Apart
By Lynn Austin
Bethany House Publishers, ©2010 Continue reading “Full Review, While We’re Far Apart”

Biblical · Full Reviews

Full Review, Counted With the Stars

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Counted With the Stars
Connilyn Cossette
Bethany House Publishers, ©2016

Had Yahweh been calling to me? Without words? Had he guided my steps to be among his people? To be set free from bondage and to follow him into the wilderness for some purpose I did not yet understand? Perhaps even the dream that had plagued me after the Nile turned red, when the gods themselves bled, was a message that Yahweh would destroy their power.

My heart contracted as I imagined the possibilities. Did Yahweh, the Almighty Creator, hear me? An Egyptian slave? Even though I had refused to surrender to him?

I dipped my toes back into the cool, rich waters of the Nile with another foray into the world of ancient Egypt! The biblical tale of Moses and the Exodus is lush with meaning to be gleaned about our Redeemer, so it’s not surprising to me that it has inspired more than one novel. Counted With the Stars is written from a fresh perspective; the protagonist is an Egyptian (rather than a Hebrew) fearful for herself and her people as the plagues unfold.

Kiya, the main character, grew up with riches but was sold into slavery when her family becomes unexpectedly destitute. She forms a close friendship with a fellow Hebrew slave, who tells her the stories of their people and Yahweh’s covenant with Abraham and his descendants (see Genesis 15.) Eventually Kiya flees Egypt with the Hebrews and must decide if she will surrender her life to the same God who decimated her homeland.

There were some issues; in my mind there was a strong disconnect between the first and second halves of the book. Excellent characters, who had been built up and fleshed out, disappear without a satisfying ending when Kiya leaves Egypt . New characters (particularly a villain) pop up out of nowhere and seem cliché by comparison. I also thought the romantic arc between Kiya and her Hebrew love interest was unrealistic and their dialog too contemporary. “Eben” spends most of the book glaring at Kiya and treating her with contempt and for some reason she continues to find him all the more appealing. Eben’s behavior is explained to be due to his father being murdered by Egyptians, but I still don’t understand Kiya’s attraction.

Cossette does an excellent job expounding on the plagues and miracles of God; I especially found her interpretation of the parting of the Red Sea interesting. She imagines the strong east wind God sends to divide the waters (Exodus 14:21) to be very cold, and it freezes the waters on each side of the dry ground into the walls on their right and left. One of my favorite things about Biblical fiction is how it has me constantly reaching for my Bible to reread passages; to me, Exodus 15:8, which speaks of the water being “gathered together…the depths congealed” doesn’t suggest icy walls, but I don’t think it is firmly exclusive of it. Cossette makes it very clear the parting is a miracle of God and not simply a natural phenomenon!

All in all, I think Counted With the Stars earned itself a solid 3/5 rating. Parting thought—are you tired of Biblical Christian fiction? Are there any genres you are really interested in seeing me review? I recently purchased a mystery, which is supposed to be like a Christian version of Agatha Christie. I also may be getting started on some speculative works. What do you want to see most? Suspense, legal, mystery, apocalyptic? Something else?

Appreciatively, Rebekah

Contemporary · Full Reviews

Full Review, Sutter’s Cross

But one child, looking up, saw farther and deeper and wider than the others. He saw the glittering bursts and showers but he saw fireflies too, and stars, all of them sparks of hope flung upward like prayers into the night. For in one quiet, unexpected moment, he had looked beyond the stars and caught a glimpse of God.

Sutter’s Cross
By W. Dale Cramer
Bethany Press, ©2003

Cravings usually go hand-in-hand with food, but as I was writing this review back in April I found myself craving something a little bigger: summertime. Summertime colors; the creek bubbling to life again; my porch-style swing—oh, how I missed reading and swaying on that swing on a hot day. Where I live it’s a long wait for summertime. Continue reading “Full Review, Sutter’s Cross”