About The Book
Named a Top-Ten Religion Book 2009
by Publisher's Weekly and Relevant Magazine
Angry Conversations begins when Susan hit hit 40 and found herself loveless, jobless, and living over a garage. When a church friend said she needed to look at her relationship with God like it was amarriage, Susan decided to take God to marriage counseling. So she recounts her history from childhood faith to midlife crisis..
I was raised Lutheran: Bible-believing, Jesus-loving Lutheran. But as an adult I tried everything: Pentecostals, Presbyterians, Episcopalians, Rock ’n’ Roll Slackers 4 Jesus, Actors for Yahweh. Then I said, “Screw it,” and became a drunk and a slut. Well, a Lutheran slut—I only slept with two guys. Then I got sober and into AA, where I could pick whatever God I wanted. But I didn't pick God; God picked me. I've known him as long as I could remember. I’ve been washed in the blood, slain in the Spirit; I walked through the Bible, I’ve been baptized twice; I’ve done outward cleansing and inner healing. I even went through a therapy program for ex-gays, and I was never gay. Through it all, even if pastors hurt me or friends let me down or entire denominations went Shiite on my ass, I still believed God was good. Until that moment in Central Park...
In counseling Susan casts herself as the neglected wife and God as the deadbeat spouse, skewering American Churchianity and her bizzaro in-laws: church people. Soon, however, she must admit he god in her head is not the real one; the real God won't be demonized, controlled or turned into an ATM. Is she willing to love the real God, fregardless of what she can get out of him? Funny, vulnerable, and even at its most scandalous:Angry Conversations With God is an affirmation of faith.
"Funny, biting, earthy and brillant." Publisher's Weekly
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