Saturday, April 15, 2017

Book Review: English Lessons




Lucado, Andrea.  English Lessons. New York: Waterbrook, 2017. ISBN: 978-1-60142-0.
In this memoir, Andrea Lucado records her experiences in England while attending Oxford Brookes University. She is careful to distinguish it from what she calls “Oxford”, noting the former was “more recently established” and utilized the lecture method rather than the tutorial method employed at Oxford (6). She shares how she arrived at Oxford Brookes clinging tightly to her reputation as the quintessential good Christian girl.  She had attended an evangelical church since birth, attended Christian school, and had personally professed faith in Christ. However, upon her arrival at Brookes, she found herself in a spiritual wasteland. Her description of this veritable wasteland becomes evident as she describes Christianity through the eyes of the various individuals that crossed her path. Lucado admits, with great candor, that she felt a sense of failure regarding her interactions with these seeking individuals. Yet the thing that was most changed during her year at Brookes was her view of and relationship with God.
Admittedly, I was drawn to this book because of the surname of the author. I knew that the style would end to be a bit more emotional rather than cerebral, but I can appreciate that style. I felt her fear and frustrations at various points in the book, but I was encouraged by the relationships she could form. Her reflections regarding her experiences are insightful. She notes, at the end, that the thing that changed the most for her was her perception of God. Entering the wasteland called Brookes, her faith was cut and dried, but she was worried.  In her own words, “Since birth I had spent more time inside the church than outside of it. I had also been gifted with the ability to incessantly ask questions about my faith …In high school there were a few dark and doubting months …I was trying to pray and for the first time since I had become a Christian at age nine, I felt no one was listening to me. Instead of God’s presence, I felt an emptiness and this upset me. My logical brain told me that God wasn’t there, and if he wasn’t there I didn’t have to follow his rules … I could do whatever I wanted. So, I did, sort of for a few months. It was a brief, slightly rebellious -by preacher’s daughters’ standards-time in my life. And it was brought to an abrupt halt as soon as I got caught … Now in Oxford, in a class of no Christians, and in a city and country that was located nowhere near the Bible belt, I was worried that I might lose the feeling of God’s presence again. And if I did, how would I react this time so far from home?” (11-13).  At the end of her time, she realized that God was much bigger than the faith of her childhood – than the cut and dried answers to which she had clung. As the time drew near for her to leave, she walked by the River Thames, she considered her relationship with God, stating, “…that youth and its feelings of uncertainty, constant change and insecurity are the perpetual way of the Christian life …Our faith and how we feel about God was never meant to be static. We should never assume that we have ‘arrived.’ Because the moment we do, something happens that we don’t understand, didn’t expect or don’t understand, and we are flattened by our lack of knowledge again.” (219).  On her last day in Oxford, seated with a friend in a coffee shop, she was faced with the awareness that her experiences in Oxford were carefully orchestrated by God, and she was struck with his immensity and her own minuteness. And like the overflowing River Thames, her conversations with God would continue, as she continued practicing his presence and talking to him in the milieu of life.
Lucado’s journey is not unlike my own. Although I was not a pastor’s daughter, I was the daughter of a church leader. I professed faith in Christ as a young child, but became overwhelmed by doubts in adolescence.  Unlike her, my doubts drove me to performance-based Christianity.  I, too, attended a Christian college and continued my education at a secular university. In this educational wasteland, I would try to live out the faith I professed, but failed miserably; however, God chose to draw me to Himself, and I realized that it was in Christ alone I could have the assurance I so desperately sought. As God, has grown me in faith, I have come to my own epiphany that He is bigger than my doubts. I stand and live in the presence of an immense God. I can never outrun Him, I can never out doubt Him, and I will never outgrow Him. I recommend Lucado’s book to all who seek to know God on a deeper level and are willing to take the risk of allowing Him to work in their lives in and through the wastelands of life.

Disclaimer: I received this book free of charge for reading it and posting a review on Blogging for Books, per their terms.

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