Read When We Were on Fire: A Memoir of Consuming Faith, Tangled Love, and Starting Over Online Free - In the strange, us-versus-them Christian subculture of the 1990s, a person’s faith was measured by how many WWJD bracelets she wore and whether he had kissed dating goodbye.
Evangelical poster child Addie Zierman wore three bracelets asking what Jesus would do. She also led two Bible studies and listened exclusively to Christian music. She was on fire for God and unaware that the flame was dwindling—until it burned out.
Addie chronicles her journey through church culture and first love, and her entrance—unprepared and angry—into marriage. When she drops out of church and very nearly her marriage as well, it is on a sea of tequila and depression. She isn’t sure if she’ll ever go back.
When We Were on Fire is a funny, heartbreaking story of untangling oneself from what is expected to arrive at faith that is not bound by tradition or current church fashion. Addie looks for what lasts when nothing else seems worth keeping. It’s a story for doubters, cynics, and anyone who has felt alone in church.
|Title||:||When We Were on Fire: A Memoir of Consuming Faith, Tangled Love, and Starting Over|
|Number of Pages||:||256 pages|
January 04, 2014
I want to start out by saying two very important things.
First, the book was well written. It was an easy read (you can read it in a day). She is an eloquent writer with good voice and paints a real picture about life in evangelical circles. The Christianese definitions for each chapter is a reall...
September 03, 2013
I might come back and give this one 5 stars, but I want to sit with it for a little longer before I do that. I only give 5 stars to excellent books that are life-changing, and this just might be one of them.
What I loved: I know the author through her blog, but this is not a blogger's book. It is...
November 28, 2013
This book was a revelation. And I say that in the true sense of the word. Where do I begin? First of all, it was scary. The similarities were so freaky, I could barely stop myself from yelling out loud while I was reading it. And I kind of want to read it again, to take notes or something.
March 27, 2014
Well, here's the thing. I didn't really love this book. But then again, I read it in a span of less than 10 hours (and that included going to Chick-fil-a and Wednesday night prayer meeting in between; how's that for irony?)...
First of all, let me get out of the way the things I didn't like:
June 16, 2015
Memoirs of faith and doubt are of special interest to me (I wrote my Victorian Literature MA dissertation on women’s loss of faith narratives), so I had high hopes – and Zierman didn’t disappoint with this terrific debut about her disillusionment with evangelical Christianity and the process of m...
December 17, 2013
When We Were On Fire is stunningly crafted and full of grace. Our stories aren't exactly the same but my friend Addie and I both grew up in the evangelical subculture and we've both struggled to find our place in the church since then. You could take the same subculture and string together words...
April 13, 2015
At some moments as I read Zierman's words, I felt myself go rigid - YES, YES, that's exactly how I felt, I thought. As someone who is recovering from many of the wounds of her evangelical upbringing, this book gave me hope and perspective and a reminder that grace is extended to all. . . A great...
September 29, 2013
This is the story of an entire generation of people who were raised in the church and then found we had nothing of substance to hold on to when it didn’t work like we were told it was supposed to.
Full review here: http://throughaglass.net/archives/201...
January 14, 2015
I was a young mother at the time of which this book writes. In England, but we still had Psalty the singing song book and an ACE church school. By the time I feebly tried it on with 'I Kissed Dating Goodbye' my daughters laughed in my face. Phew.
I believe that there is an important spiritual dim...
April 24, 2014
Our stories may not be the same, but I grew up in a wonderful Christian home in the very midst of the whole super-evangelical era too, so I can understand the joy and pain of it all. And eerily, the latter half of that phrase I just shared with you feels almost like a sobbing confession, rather t...