Flashback Friday: Books

Mocha With Linda hosts a weekly meme called Flashback Friday. She’ll post a question every Thursday, and then Friday we can link our answers up on her site. You can visit her site for more Flashbacks.

The question for this week is:

Did you like to read when you were a child? What were your favorite genres, books or series? Did you read books because of the author or because of the title/plot? Did you own many books? Did your school distribute the Scholastic book orders (or some other type)? Did you visit the library often? Was there a summer reading program when you were young, and did you participate? Do you have any particular memories of your school libraries? What were your favorites and least favorites among the classics (the ones high school English teachers assign!)? If you didn’t like reading, do you like it more today than you did then?

I don’t think it takes too much time around my blog to notice that I am a book lover. I don’t remember if my mom read to me (though she may have), and I don’t remember going to libraries with my mom or entering summer reading programs. My first memories of books are from school. The first book I remember reading parts of there was A Child’s Garden of Verses. I do remember Dr. Suess and Little Golden Books at home as well as a Bible-in-pictures book that I was fascinated with.

I must have had a good many books at home, because one of my fondest memories of my father was when he built me my own bookcase. It was a simple plywood affair painted blue, but I was so pleased that he made it for me and that I had a place for my own books.

The first book I remember checking out of a school library was a book about Martin Luther. I guess I liked biographies even then. I do remember going through a phase of reading about horses, but I don’t think they were the Marguerite Henry books, because they didn’t seem familiar to me when I discovered them later as an adult. I only remember that the name of the horse in one book was Mystery and it was derived from one of the children first suggesting the name “Mr. E,” and when that was rejected, the child ran that name together into the word Mystery. I must’ve run into the Little House books somewhere along the way because I was thrilled when the TV series started and was familiar with the storyline on which many of the episodes were based. I also remember discovering Louisa May Alcott and loving Little Women and its sequels. I loved books that looked like this:

Little Women book cover

Little Women book inside

In fact, I bought this copy of Little Women as an adult in a bookstore at the mall (I miss those!!!) out of nostalgia even though I had a copy in a set of Alcott books.

My mom worked off and on, and I remember one baby-sitter as a middle-aged or older lady with what seemed like multitudes of bookshelves, many with children’s books. I don’t remember anything else about the lady or her house, but she was my favorite baby-sitter! I think it was from her house I read a book that I have been trying to remember the title of ever since. It was about a girl from England named Merry who came to the States, and other children made fun of her for using strange words for common things, so she felt left out and unwelcome, but eventually she made friends and taught them how to make primrose chains. Sally suggested one time the book might have been American Haven by Elizabeth Yates, but I bought that one to see, and it wasn’t it, though it was a good book.

I don’t really remember much of anything specific about school libraries through the years.

I do remember the Scholastic book orders and being thrilled to be able to order something from them sometimes. The only one I actually remember is one I got in early high school about a pregnant teen-ager, and I think I only remember it because my dad was angry about it. The story didn’t have much redeeming value — it was mostly about her angst, which was understandable, but offered little hope or direction.

The only classics assigned in high school that I actually remember were a few of Shakespeare’s works, but I didn’t get much out of Shakespeare until I saw some of his plays performed in college. One of my high school teachers must have assigned something from Dickens, though, because I discovered and loved David Copperfield and at some point read Oliver Twist and Great Expectations.I didn’t try A Tale of Two Cities until much later as an adult, and it took me several attempts to actually finish it, but when I did it became one of my all-time favorite novels. My pre-adult reading seems to have been sadly lacking in classics, so I have been on a quest over the last several years to read many of them.

And that’s pretty much all that I can recall about the formation of this reader. Whatever actually spurred my love of reading, I am extremely thankful for it. Reading has been one of my greatest sources of pleasure as well as learning and personal growth throughout my life.

Book Review: The Note

A horrific plane crash off the Florida coast has shocked the nation. Debris washes up on shore for days, some of it a distance from the crash site itself. A note of a father’s love and forgiveness on a napkin inside a plastic bag survives and lands at the house of a woman who wants to remain anonymous but who wants the message to get to its rightful recipient, so she takes it to a local newspaper columnist, Peyton McGruder.

Peyton recognizes a golden opportunity for her column, which has only been given a few weeks to attract more readers or face changes, but Peyton also has the integrity to handle the search for the note’s  intended recipient in a sensitive manner. The note is addresses simply to “T,”and as Peyton researches and then takes the note to those who might claim it, its message has different effects on all of them, Peyton included.

Unfortunately not all reporters have the same integrity and sensitivity, and a TV reporter out to make a name for herself moves in to scoop Peyton’s story.

My thoughts:

I thoroughly enjoyed The Note by Angela Hunt. It was well written, and it was intriguing to see how the note affected each who read it. The underlying spiritual parallels were beautifully illustrated without being overstated. My only teensy criticism is that there were a few asides by several of the characters commenting on Peyton that seemed to me to disrupt the flow of the story and often told me things I already knew or figured out. I’d be interested to know why the author handled these thoughts in this way. They might have worked better in a sidebar. But that’s just my opinion, and the overall story is wonderfully satisfying.

Book Review: Her Mother’s Hope

The first blurb I saw for Her Mother’s Hope by Francine Rivers mentioned mother-daughter conflict, and that in itself didn’t sound like something I would want to read, but Francine writes riveting stories, and I knew there would be much more depth. And indeed, there was.

Marta Schneider is born to an abusive father and a God-fearing mother in Switzerland in the late 1800s. As she grows older, her father takes her out of school at a young age and sends her out to work at various service-related jobs. When she foresees that her life will never change, with her mother’s encouragement, she leaves.

Marta tackles anything that comes into her path with resolve and hard work. She travels various places and learns different skills and languages with a desire to open her own boarding house some day. When she finally realizes her dream, she unexpectedly falls in love with one of her boarders and marries.

When Marta’s daughter, Hildemara, is born early, small, and frail, Marta is determined that she will never end up as her younger sister, Elise, did, who was a fragile soul, beautiful and overprotected, who came to a tragic end. Marta’s efforts to make her daughter tough and strong are often misunderstood. Hildemara feels as if she can never obtain her mother’s approval, so when she can she goes off on her own quest.

You just ache for these two and their misunderstood actions toward each other.

I also enjoyed Marta’s relationship with her quieter husband, the fact that though she drives him crazy sometimes, he loves her and her “fire.” They spar often over — well, over many things, but most often over the need to rest and wait on the Lord versus the need to take matters into their own hands and do something.

The historical backdrop covers two world wars, the plight of immigrants to this country, especially when their old and new countries are at war, and the hard life of a sharecropper.

Francine shares that though the story is fictional, it contains many facts from her own family’s history.

It’s not a short read at 483 pages, but it goes quickly. I enjoyed spending an entire evening with this book, which is rare for me — I usually read in bits.

I don’t feel as if I am doing the book justice, so let me just say I recommend it. I have readers who would want to know these things, so I will just mention that there are a couple of instances of intimacy between Marta and her husband that were more explicit than I wanted to read, but they are very brief.

I am glad I waited to read the book until this time, because the sequel, Her Daughter’s Dream, is due out today — so I don’t have to wait long to find out what happens next!

(This review will be linked to Semicolon‘s Saturday Review of Books.)

Book Review: The Pirate Queen

The Pirate Queen by Patricia Hickman is not the swashbuckling, high-seas adventure you might have been expecting from the title. Rather, it is the story of Saphora Warren, a wealthy socialite who appears to have an ideal life, but whose husband is an inattentive, unreasonable philanderer. On the very day that Saphora packs up her bags, planning to quietly leave her husband, he comes home and announces that he is dying. Furthermore, he wants to go to their coastal home — the very place Saphora had planned to retreat to — to seek treatment, and he wants Saphora to go with him. Subduing her own plans and feelings, Saphora goes with him. Various members of their dysfunctional extended family come to visit over the summer, further wreaking havoc with Saphora’s life, but she strikes up a surprising but beneficial friendship with a quiet, older-than-his-years neighbor boy.

I can’t remember now where I first saw the book recommended, but I picked it up to see what the author did with Saphora and her husband Bender’s story. I can’t really say without giving away the plot, but perhaps more important than the plot are their character studies.

My biggest complaint is one I have mentioned before. I don’t believe every Christian fiction novel needs to have a three point outline of the plan of salvation complete with the “sinner’s prayer,” but whatever it does contain of the gospel needs to be clear and accurate. The advice given to Saphora is kind of nebulous: “Keep looking for answers,” “Jesus invites you to join him on his journey,” “Your life is going to be difficult….but with a little help, you’ll learn to love.” If I were in Saphora’s situation, I would want  counsel much more concrete than that.

There were a couple of phrases that struck me as quite nicely written. “The afternoon had been spilled like sweet tea poured out.” And on the subject of not being able to come up with the right thing to say until too late (which I tend to experience!), “Thinking deeply rather than broadly presented so many lost opportunities.”

This is actually a strange little book to me. I don’t mean that negatively, but much of the family’s conversations and interactions were not what I would expect from my own family. Which is fine — different people have different personalities and frames of reference. But though I could enter into Saphora’s angst in dealing with all the unexpected things life throws at her, I couldn’t really fully identify with the characters. The title didn’t really make sense to me until the end, and even then it didn’t seem to fit exactly, considering what a pirate is and how he gets what he wants compared to Saphora’s situation. But maybe I am just missing something.

(Updated to add: The author discusses how she came to write this novel here, and that did help shed light on the pirate allusion.)

If you’ve read this, I’d love to hear your thoughts.

I did enjoy the book, however, and the journey Saphora and Bender take.

Book review: Hoping For Something Better

I’m having a hard time knowing how to review Hoping for Something Better: Refusing to Settle for Life as Usual, a Bible study by Nancy Guthrie. It doesn’t have a plot or characters, after all. 🙂 My first thoughts are just to say, “It’s good. Really, really good. You should get it.” But I’ll try to elaborate.

I was drawn to Nancy’s Bible study because I thoroughly enjoyed her compilations and introductions in Come Thou Long Expected Jesus:Experiencing the Peace and Promise of Christmas and Jesus, Keep Me Near the Cross: Experiencing the Passion and Power of Easter, plus I saw her study highly recommended by people whom I trust.

This study takes the reader through the book of Hebrews. Though Nancy says Hebrews is a difficult book, I had found it quite refreshing when I first discovered it as a young Christian: it really helped put much of the Old Testament practices into perspective. And even though I have read it several times since then, this book helped me mine more of it and find treasures or perspectives I had missed before.

One of the key words in Hebrews is “better.” Jesus is better than the angels (1:4),  provides a better hope (7:19), is the author of a better covenant (7:22),makes better promises (8:6), is a better sacrifice (9:23), and so on, with about seven more references which deem Him “better.”

In Nancy’s introduction, she writes:

There really is something better that is within our grasp. Better than living life with a merely sentimental, superficial spirituality. Better than going through life with a debilitating fear of death. Better than becoming bored and burdened by meaningless religious ritual; better than feeling like an unwelcome outsider or an unworthy hypocrite; better than being bound by shame and regret. There is something better that makes problems worth persevering through, something that makes heaven worth waiting for, something worth running to and dreaming of.

That something better is actually someone better: Jesus.

But even as I say it, whether or not you are a follower of Jesus, I know there is a voice inside you saying, Oh, Jesus again, or Just Jesus?

Because some of us have been disappointed in Jesus, too — at least Jesus as we have understood Him and experienced Him to this point. Could it be that our desire for something better springs from our underestimation or devaluing of Jesus? Could it be that we’ve become so comfortable with the Jesus we’ve constructed that we just aren’t that awed by Him any more and we’ve become blinded to what He is truly worth?

Could it be possible to move from wherever we are now to becoming more solidly convinced that Jesus is worth our costly devotion, our intellectual energy, our emotional investment, our cherished reputation, our everything?

Nancy discusses those issues and others as she moves through Hebrews.Her personal illustrations are sometimes humorous, sometimes poignant.

I’ve shared several quotes from the book through The Week In Words posts and in “What Keeps us From Real Rest?”

This study is unlike any other ladies’ Bible study I have ever done. With most of them I could go through the assigned reading and questions in maybe an hour, and that’s fine, but with Nancy’s book it took  several days to work through a chapter. She also recommends reading the Scripture passage and working through a series of questions before reading the material in the book in order to prepare our minds for the discussion there, and I found this very beneficial.

The book is set up for a ten week study. Since I went at my own pace, I am not sure how long it took me to complete the book, but I did read it again immediately after completing it to try to fix more firmly in my mind those things I had read.

If you’re looking for a meaty Bible study, or if you’re searching for something or someone better, I recommend Hoping for Something Better: Refusing to Settle for Life as Usual. I am hoping Nancy writes more Bible studies as well.

Three WWII novels

I’m not quite sure how I came to read three WWII novels one after another, except that one was a sequel of one of the others, but it did enrich the reading of them, I think. This era is one of my favorites.

I won The Unfinished Gift and The Homecoming by Dan Walsh from Mocha With Linda (Thank you, Linda!)

In The Unfinished Gift, seven year old Patrick Collins’ mother has just passed away. His father is a soldier over in England during WWII and the authorities are having trouble finding him. His social worker takes him to his only known relative, his grandfather, Ian Collins, with whom his father  has not spoken in years. Ian is none too happy about his routine being interrupted by a boy, but has little choice but to take him in. He doesn’t interact well with Patrick, though, and Patrick’s life would be pretty bleak if not for the neighbor, Mrs. Fortini, and his social worker, Katherine Townsend, who has taken a special interest in his case even though her supervisor has told her to move on. When Patrick gets something for his grandfather out of the attic, he spies a partially carved wooden soldier, and he is captivated. But the soldier brings back too many painful memories for Ian, and he angrily tells Patrick not to touch it.

I’ll leave the rest of the story for you to discover. It was a very enjoyable read if a little predictable — I tended to be two beats ahead of the plot line with being able to figure out what was going to happen next. I could easily see it being made into a Hallmark movie.

The Homecoming was not at all predictable. Though I liked The Unfinished Gift, I was taken in more by The Homecoming. Patrick’s father, Shawn, has finally come home from the war, but the army cannot yet let him go. They assign him to what many would consider a dream job: traveling with several actors and actresses on a four-month tour to promote the sale of war bonds. Shawn dreads it both because he doesn’t want to be part of the spectacle, but mainly because it means being away from Patrick for months. He searches for someone to help his father take care of Patrick, and finds that Katherine Townsend is in need of a new job. Shawn’s father, Ian, has not told anyone of the dizzy spells and lack of energy he has been experiencing.

Shawn has a lot on his shoulders with the fresh grief over his wife, the separation from Patrick, and then the news of his father’s declining health. He and Katherine agree to keep their relationship professional, and Katherine knows it is too soon for him to think about another relationship, yet she finds herself attracted to him., besides loving Patrick dearly. And Katherine’s visits to church to take Patrick are awakening a different type of longing in her heart.

Both books are quite heart-warming stories about relationships. The WWII details are just enough to anchor the setting and give you a feel for the times without becoming too much of a historical narrative. One minor criticism is that the author does employ the “not realizing what I have until I’ve almost lost it” resolution in each book — twice, actually, in the second one. But overall I loved these stories and characters. Also, I am not sure why the author had the first character who was a Christian as a part of what I would consider to be a works-based denomination (though one is not saved by denomination but by personal repentance and faith in Christ), but the gospel is clear in both books.

A Distant Melody by Sarah Sundin is one that caught my eye when it was mentioned on several blogs a few months ago, and I finally got it.

Allie Miller is engaged to a man she doesn’t love and who doesn’t seem to love her, yet her parents want the match, and Allie hopes she will learn to love Baxter in time. She hopes she will also finally gain her mother’s approval.

Walt Novak is a young Army pilot with “chipmunk cheeks and a nose like an upside-down kite” who freezes when he encounters a woman who is not “taken.” But on his way home for a wedding during furlough, he encounters Allie, and, thinking she is a mother to the children seated next to her, has no problems entering into a conversation. When he realizes she is not a mother, not married, and furthermore headed to the same wedding he is attending, he is delighted that he still finds her easy to talk to.

By the end of their time at the wedding, he wants to know her better, so they promise to write each other. Allie thought their mutual friend told Walt that Allie was engaged, but when he learns that fact, it sets off a series of misunderstandings between them. Yet they continue to be drawn to each other through all the trials of their respective experiences.

Allie has to wrestle with more than her attraction to Walt and the emptiness of her engagement: she realizes that her parents’ church and views are not consistent with what Allie believes God wants her to do with her life, yet stepping out on her own will have dire consequences, some that she never dreamed of.

I loved that the main characters were not beautiful and suave, muscular and handsome, one of my complaints with much fiction. They are ordinary, they’re flawed, yet the reader is drawn to them and roots for them not only in their relationship but in the difficulties they each encounter in life. There is also great historical detail in the setting and realistic views of war time experiences. I am glad to know there is a sequel out.

Emma

Over the past few years I have been reading all of Jane Austen’s books, which I had somehow missed along the way, except for Emma, which I had read way back in a Literary Criticism class in college. I wanted to reread it some day, and that day was spurred on by a recent Masterpiece Theater production which aired last winter.

I wanted to read a copy that was not abridged or modernized, but when I went to by the book, the one shown, with the star of the Masterpiece production, was the only one available. It says it has been “reset” from the Penguin Classics version “which was edited from the first edition” — so I don’t know how much has been changed from the original.

The main character, Emma Woodhouse, “handsome, clever, and rich, with a comfortable home and happy disposition” and “had lived nearly twenty-one years…with very little to distress or vex her” suddenly finds herself at a loss at the beginning of the book. Her governess, who had become more like an older sister over the years, has recently been married, and Emma faces long days entertaining her beloved but very neurotic father. She meets a young woman “of uncertain birth” named Harriet and decides to try to take Harriet under her wing. Longtime family friend Mr. Knightly disapproves. Social classes in that day were much more distinct, and he feared Emma’s raising Harriet’s hopes of marriage only to be disappointed.

But Emma likes Harriet and feels she is doing her a favor. She not only tries to help elevate her to higher society, she discovers the man whom she feels would be a perfect match for Harriet and then does everything in her power to bring them together. Only things don’t go exactly as planned, to put it mildly.

Meanwhile, two different people related to Emma’s friends, whom Emma has heard about all her life but never met, come to town, Mr. Frank Churchill and Miss Jane Fairfax. The former is effusive and charming, the latter is quiet, more talented than Emma, and not forthcoming enough for her tastes. Frank seems to set his sights on Emma right away, but something is not as it appears in this situation, either.

Emma is unlike many of Austen’s other heroines because she is wealthy and secure, and perhaps because of her wealth, she does not seek to marry (as opposed to some of the others needing to marry well in order to survive and provide for their families). But she is similar to the others in that she is charming, intelligent, likable, and sensible in matters other than love and her interaction with Harriet. Yet her intentions are good, and she comes to see her own foibles along the way. She learns “it was adventuring too far, assuming too much, making light of what ought to be serious, a trick of what ought to be simple” (p. 109) to try to manipulate and influence two people into a relationship as she had done.

I’ve read other descriptions of this novel as “frothy” and “a comedy of manners.” But though there are funny, witty moments in it, and it doesn’t have quite the drama of some of the other novels, personally I wouldn’t classify it as a lighthearted comedy. There is genuine depth to Emma’s realizations about herself and her growth as a person. When watching one of the films, one of my sons was getting quite aggravated with Emma and decided he didn’t like her, but I tried to point out that she doesn’t remain that way, she does grow and change for the better. And Mr. Knightly, who is the only person to criticize her, also sees beyond her faults to the person underneath, the woman she could become as she matures.

Some of the more well-known quotes from Emma are:

Silly things do cease to be silly if they are done by sensible people in an impudent way (Emma).

“There is one thing, Emma, which a man can always do, if he chuses, and that is, his duty…” (Mr. Knightly)

“I cannot make speeches, Emma . . . If I loved you less, I might be able to talk about it more.”

“Vanity working on a weak head, produces every sort of mischief” (Mr. Knightly).

Better be without sense, than misapply it as you do (Mr. Knightly).

I had wanted to discuss the film versions of Emma in connection with this review. I have seen three of them and wanted to rewatch two, but with the weeks getting ready to move and then getting settled here, there hasn’t been time. But the first of the films I saw was the 1996 version with Gwynneth Paltrow and Jeremy Northam. Then there was a TV version that same year with Kate Beckinsale and and Mark Strong. And most recently was the 2009 Masterpiece version with Romala Garai and Jonny Lee Miller. Of the three, the Beckinsale version was my least favorite. That Mr. Knightly came across as an old grouch that it seems unlikely anyone would fall in love with, much less a much younger woman. The Paltrow version has long been one of my favorite videos. But the newer version had some scenes that were much closer to the text of the book, and I enjoyed Romola Garai’s more youthful yet still sophisticated version of Emma. Though Ewan McGregor is one of my favorite actors, I did not really care for his version of Frank Churchill, but I think a lot of that had to do with his hairstyle in the film. But no one can beat Jeremy Northam’s Mr. Knightly. Though older than Emma and her sharpest critic, he still comes across as charming and gentlemanly, and it is not hard to fathom the attraction of two of the characters for him.

I’ll leave you with the trailers for two of the versions. I’d love to hear your thoughts on the book or any of the films.

This post will be linked to the Classics Bookclub hosted by the folks at 5 Minutes For Books on the fifth Tuesday of the month as well as Semicolon‘s Saturday Review of Books..

What’s On Your Nightstand: August

What's On Your NightstandThe folks at 5 Minutes For Books host What’s On Your Nightstand? the fourth Tuesday of each month in which we can share about the books we have been reading and/or plan to read. You can learn more about it by clicking the link or the button.

Can it be the last Thursday in August already?! I haven’t found my calendar in all the unpacking yet, so I was caught off guard. I didn’t realize it was time for a Nightstand post until I started visiting other blogs.

I had finished two books just before last month’s nightstand post but had not reviewed them yet, and I was able to do so this month. My review of Chosen Ones by Alister E. McGrath (youth fantasy) is here and The Cambridge Seven by John Pollock is here.

Books completed in August were:

A Matter of Character by Robin Lee Hatcher, reviewed here.

Prints Charming by Rebeca Seitz, not reviewed — mixed emotions on that one from the standpoint of marriage being based on feelings rather than commitments in it.

Maid to Match by Deeanne Gist, reviewed here.

Hoping for Something Better: Refusing to Settle for Life as Usual, a Bible study by Nancy Guthrie — plan to review it soon.

I also finished The Unfinished Gift by Dan Walsh and immediately started on its sequel, The Homecoming, but I think I will review them together. I am enjoying them so far.

I am also still working on Faithful Women and Their Extraordinary God by Noel Piper.

Waiting on my nightstand are Her Mother’s Hope by Francine Rivers, Here Burns My Candle by Liz Curtis Higgs, 50 People Every Christian Should Know: Learning From Spiritual Giants of the Faith by Warren Wiersbe, The Note by Angela Hunt, The Pirate Queen by Patricia Hickman, and A Distant Melody by Sarah Sundin.

What are you reading?

Book Review: Maid to Match

When I saw Deeanne Gist’s Maid to Match popping up on various blogs, I was attracted right away. The book is set in the Biltmore House in Asheville, NC, one of my favorite places to visit, and I have always thought the servants’ areas were almost as interesting as the rest of the house.

Tillie Reese had been trained for service all her life as her parents both worked for the Vanderbilts. Now as head parlormaid at the Biltmore estate, she learns that Mrs. Vanderbilt’s French lady’s maid is returning to France, and Mrs. Vanderbilt will choose among the current staff to replace her. One of the people being considered for the job is Tillie. She’s thrilled at the possibility of earning more money to help her family and others as well as the the privileges of being a lady’s maid.

But a rough newcomer comes to work at the estate, Mack Danver. Tillie’s brother, Allen, has been charged with training Mack, and it will reflect badly on him if Mack fails, so Tillie helps in Mack’s training.

Mack is motivated, though, because his sister is in an orphanage and his younger brothers are living with different families, and he wants to bring them together again. When he finds evidence that all is not as it appears at the orphanage, he tries to set things right, only to cause more problems.

As Tillie helps Mack both at the Biltmore and the orphange, she finds herself attracted, yet romance is not allowed between servants, and she will not let anything interfere with her quest to become a lady’s maid.

I mostly loved this book. Extensive research is evident as the book is filled with historical data, yet in a way that enhances the story rather than interfering with it. I loved learning more about the inner workings of the Biltmore, the Vanderbilts’ innovations and personalities, and the customs of the times.

Yet I had a couple of little quibbles. One was that not much is mentioned about Mack’s beliefs in the first part of the book — in fact, some of his behavior is not reflective of a Christian. But perhaps the point the author is making is that he was leaning on his own strength and trying to right things in the way he thought best until he finally realized he needed to trust the Lord about it.

The second was the level of sexuality in the book. This was the book I had just finished when I wrote about sexuality in Christian fiction last week. I wrestled with this a good bit in relation to this book, because it was handled tastefully and inexplicitly, yet it did still leave me with mental images I’d rather not have had. This would probably have been one of my all-time favorite Christian novels without that element.

Sexuality in Christian Fiction

One of the issues that keeps many Christian people from reading a lot of modern fiction is the proliferation of explicit sexual scenes. Yet now I seem to be finding more sexuality in Christian fiction — not full-fledged descriptions, but more of a window into that activity than I really want to read and imagine.

It’s not that I and Christians in general don’t like sex. It was God’s idea, after all: He invented it not only for procreation but also for enjoyment, within the parameters for which He created it (within marriage, to one spouse, between a man and woman.) Enjoyed as He meant it, it is a wonderful expression of love and intimacy.

But as Quilly once so aptly put it, I don’t enjoy sex as a spectator sport. I think it is meant to be private.

I do understand that some Christian authors write sexual scenes to show show how a person could easily get into trouble sexually without meaning to. And I understand that some want to portray sexuality in a normal, healthy, marital way, reasoning that, 1) it is okay to do so since God created it, and 2) if all sexuality in literature is the “wrong” variety (illicit, adulterous, etc.), then that gives readers a warped view of what it is meant to be.

And Song of Solomon is in the Bible after all, as well as graphic verses like Proverbs 5:19. And I am glad they are: they helped immensely when, as a young wife, I had to change my mind set from thinking of sex as something I needed to avoid and resist as an unmarried woman to something I was now free to enjoy. I knew that intellectually, but there were times of going over these passages to assure myself that it really was ok now.

I don’t think I have seen anything as graphic as those passages in Christian fiction, but I have read some passages that made me feel uncomfortable in the sense of feeling aroused or feeling voyeuristic — and that’s not how I want to feel when reading! Especially Christian fiction!

My appeal to any author, Christian or secular, would be to remember the “less is more” principle. A hint in this area is usually better than a full-fledged description. Some of you may remember on the TV sitcom “Happy Days” that occasionally Mrs. Cunningham would head upstairs saying something about “feeling frisky,” and Mr. Cunningham would get a goofy grin on his face and rush upstairs after her. It was cute, it revealed they were happy in that area of their lives, and that was all we needed to know.

By contrast, in one Christian book I just finished, a couple’s wedding night was portrayed step-by-step until they actually got into bed, and though I would say it was tastefully done and not explicit, and it fit naturally into the story, I still didn’t want to be left with the mental image of a man undressing his wife even though in reality it is a normal and wholesome thing.

What do you think? Are you comfortable with the portrayal of Christian married couples as sexual beings in Christian fiction? Is it helpful to portray married Christian sexuality as normal, healthy, and fun? How much is too much? At what point do you close a book or avoid an author (or avoid recommending an author) because of sexual content?