So, remember when I was all lit about about the book When We Were on Fire?
And I invited all of you to read it and join me for a giant book club discussion over lattes and scones at the world’s biggest Starbucks which might just be in my imagination and an ethereal dream?
I’m still pretty fired up about this memoir.
(No pun intended.) (Okay, yes it was.) (It always is.)
Addie Zierman has become one of my favorite authors and contemporary theologians, and (…wait for it…) she invited me to write a guest post on her blog, to her audience, for the people who call her well-written and wise.
Today is the debut: Somehow I Didn’t Punch Him In the Neck.
Please go to Addie’s blog, and give yourself the pleasure of a virtual stroll. Give her some love.