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A review by mayajoelle
Sex and the City of God: A Memoir of Love and Longing by Carolyn Weber
3.0
This wasn't as good as Surprised by Oxford, and I am disappointed about that, because I love Carolyn Weber's style. But this one feels like a collection of semi-related, semi-coherent thoughts combined with musings on the purpose of romantic/sexual love, family, and the church. She says a lot of good stuff, but it doesn't all go together in order.
(I was also a bit bothered at how she connected sexual love within a marriage to the way Christ loves the church, mentions communion, and doesn't talk about the real presence! *sigh* It's not as if I expected it after the way she talked about baptism and justification in the previous book, it's just that... I am hungry for good theology.)
Still, worth a read if you liked her previous work, and there are some really good passages in here.
[T]wo strangers who know and love Christ from opposite ends of the earth... can meet and have instantaneous fellowship. They share the same frame of reference, the same heart language... They have been grafted to the same tree, watered by the same spring, sustained by the same roots, and branch toward the same heaven. They know of whence the other speaks and journey toward the same home together. Through the suffering shared or the pain understood runs a golden thread binding them in the promise that nothing, not a thing, lies outside of the redemptive power of God. And that all, indeed, will be well.
(I was also a bit bothered at how she connected sexual love within a marriage to the way Christ loves the church, mentions communion, and doesn't talk about the real presence! *sigh* It's not as if I expected it after the way she talked about baptism and justification in the previous book, it's just that... I am hungry for good theology.)
Still, worth a read if you liked her previous work, and there are some really good passages in here.
[T]wo strangers who know and love Christ from opposite ends of the earth... can meet and have instantaneous fellowship. They share the same frame of reference, the same heart language... They have been grafted to the same tree, watered by the same spring, sustained by the same roots, and branch toward the same heaven. They know of whence the other speaks and journey toward the same home together. Through the suffering shared or the pain understood runs a golden thread binding them in the promise that nothing, not a thing, lies outside of the redemptive power of God. And that all, indeed, will be well.