This morning being a holiday (thank you Federal Government), I lingered over my coffee and watched 30 minutes of a popular morning show. As I viewed a series of short segments on topics that the mainstream networks have deemed of particular interest to the viewing public, I vacillated between amusement and despair at the notion that American men and women yearn for news of Katy Perry’s Segway mishap at Burning Man (awkward), the latest on improving relationships by unfriending a spouse on Facebook (strongly recommended), or whether Team Turbo Dunk can beat the standing record for the number of basketball dunks that can be made in one minute (yes, they can).
I needed to redeem my morning by pulling out a book; a well-written book that would give me something to sink my brain into after ingesting so much mind-numbing fodder. I reached for my newly published copy of Jen Hatmaker’s For the Love, Fighting for Grace in a World of Impossible Standards. Released in August 2015, this most recent book of Jen’s hit #2 on the New York Times Bestseller List of books on religion, spirituality, and faith within a couple of weeks of its release. As with Jen’s previously published books, For the Love offers a blend of straight talk and humor that will keep you reading well past your bedtime (I read half of the book in one sitting).
That most of her readers refer to Jen by her first name is a tribute to her conversational tone and her ability to connect with nearly any woman who draws breath. Her books provoke meaningful thought and explore deep issues but never allow you to wallow in serious places for too long. In For the Love, Jen has kept it light by scattering her own renditions of Jimmy Fallon’s Late Night Thank You Notes among the more serious topics. My favorite is on page 51,
Thank you Obvious Warning Labels. Without you I might have stuck my kid in a washing machine, lit a match near an open gas line, used my hair dryer while sleeping, or God forbid, not realized that eggs may contain –wait for it—eggs. I have no idea how I ever function without you. (I almost ingested the contents of a lava lamp just yesterday, but your label made another quick save. God Bless.)”
And the runner up…
Thank you Daylight Savings Time, for making people wax on about the wonder of an extra hour of sleep, only to serve as an especially depressing reminder to parents that kids don’t care about farmers and harvests and extra hours of daylight. I enjoy my kids standing at my bedside at 4:30 A.M. LIKE CREEPY, WIDE-AWAKE Children of the Corn. Naptimes are also jacked, so there’s that. With all due respect-ish, A Tired Mom.
For the Love also provides Jen’s perspective on a variety of more serious topics, including; body image, parenting, authenticity, the challenges facing Church Pastors and the decline of the Church. As usual, she dishes up truth and grace in equal measure.
Buy this book and read it when you need to think, or laugh, or do both simultaneously. It’s a good read.