There is only one person I know that reads as much, maybe more than me…. Miss Madison Wright.  She is one of my very best friends. She is iron to me. She suffers when I suffer and rejoices when I rejoice. She is weird and willing to walk in the actual places on this earth that Jesus walked. She knows pain and she knows real life. Please welcome my friend’s book review…. This might actually be her very first blog ever!!!!  Without further delay, Miss Madison Wright. 

  As a 23 year old who had just graduated college with no plans of marriage or children in sight, I had no idea why I felt so compelled to read a book about a mom’s journey of losing her child. But they do say that hindsight is 20/20 and 2 years later, I know exactly why. I have never read a book that directly helped me navigate a time in my life more than this one. To date, of all the books I’ve read, it’s molded me the most and began this transformational journey in me of seeing Jesus more intimately. Plus, I may or may not currently be reading it for the fourth time. It’s fine. I know you are probably thinking,”Hello Girl. You are not a mom. You have not lost a child. You cannot relate”… but the wonderful thing about Jesus is that when an obedient, grieving mother writes her story of how Jesus was there and saved her, He can also use that story to save a 23 year old fresh, college graduate that doesn’t yet know of the griefs that her future will inevitably hold. He is the constant that interweaves all of His children’s stories with his redemptive mercies.
Angie (we are on first name basis in my world) does an amazing job speaking Truth into anger and grief. You know, all those things that we try to hide and say that we’ve never felt towards God since it wouldn’t be Godly to admit that we are mad at Him and don’t really want to talk to Him because of what He has allowed to happen (are you picking up the sarcasm I’m laying down). Jesus is not threatened by our doubts or grief. He wants us to share it with Him. Seasons of doubt can only be overcome when we bring them to Jesus’ feet and trust Him with them.

If you only read one book for the rest of your life, make it this one (dramatic, yes, but I love it this much). The lessons learned while reading it are for all of us, no matter what kind of grief you’re walking through.