T. J. MacLeslie, Pursuit
of a Thirsty Fool (BottomLine Meida, 2011). Also available on Kindle.
(MEMOIR; RELIGION)
Reviewed by Sallie Rupe
Two days
after I started my blog I was invited by Pioneers to read a Kindle book to
share with you. As a new blogger, I was thrilled to enjoy an unexpected perk so
soon into my writing adventure. The joy was increased by the fact that I fairly
recently procured a Droid and was able to accept the challenge thanks to my
free Kindle app. I received my free Kindle file of Pursuit of a Thirsty
Fool by TJ MacLeslie and eagerly began to read. And read. And read. So
long has it been since I literally read myself to sleep at night (at least with
a book I actually wanted to read) or had to limit myself on how much I could
read in one sitting. TJ’s story is absolutely fantastic. He was honest. He was
candid. I was sad when the book ended.
And then I
ran into a problem.
I had
highlighted certain parts that were particularly good so I could touch on them
in my book review. When I looked back over these I found that there were about
a hundred. I knew that if I used them my review would be too long for anyone to
read. . . and that there would be no point in your actually reading the book
anymore. So I did what any rambling writer must do in this situation. I put it
away and waited a few weeks. The only way for me to tell you about this book
without telling you the book is for me to forget a lot of the book. So now,
with the details of the story blurred somewhat in my memory, let me share with
you the imprint that remains:
The first of the three main things I love about the book is TJ’s
general writing style. It’s a lot like mine: simple, effortless, without fancy
words. This is not “literature”. . . it’s a conversation. I felt like I was
sitting in his living room and he was telling me his story. I think this is why
I couldn’t put it down. I can call him TJ because I feel like I know the guy.
The second
thing that made TJ’s story unique was the blatant unabashed honesty. Not only
honest about himself, but also about others. Not in a mean or vindictive way,
and with respect and redemption by the end of the story, but honest about how
the mistakes of others affected him in both positive and negative ways. I’ve
often thought that if I ever write a book about my life I’ll have to wait until
everyone I know dies – simply because I’m not sure if everyone could handle how
their mistakes were used by God to mold and refine me. I really respect TJ for
his courage in doing so, and the grace with which he was able to accomplish the
task.
TJ is
honest about how his church deceived him early in his life. About the confusing
and at times abusive treatment he received at the hands of those entrusted with
his spiritual well-being. About how his father raised him both to be a strong
man, and taught him coping skills that would forever challenge and test his
self-control and willpower. About how he acted like a good Christian leader
while living like a good selfish human. About how he one day found himself in a
place where he never realized he was heading. About how, even now that his path
is corrected, he struggles sometimes to believe God can do all the things He
can do.
The third
thing I love about his story is that TJ takes great pains to demonstrate how
God used all of the pain, abuse, loss, and stupidity to refine him and make him
the man he was meant to be. He shares candidly how God shattered him, healed
him, restored him, guided him, and grew him. He is honest about learning to be
receptive to redemption from God, forgiveness of himself, restoration of
relationships, and believing that God does unbelievable things.
As I read
this book I couldn’t help but think of several men in my life of whom TJ
reminds me. These men have struggled with many of the same things: loss, abuse,
pornography, sex, pride. They have made their digressions to these
destinations. But these guys are some of my favorite people on the planet. Like
TJ, they have a passion for truth. They discovered their digressions and
trudged back through the drudge of their lives to the top of the mountain,
running into the arms of their watching and waiting Father. These men in my
life remind me that though all of us are at times big fat fools, we must remain
Thirsty Fools. We must recognize that our Father pursues us despite our
stupidity. In our thirst, we must slow down enough for Him to catch us. When He
does, we must grab on and hold tight for dear life.
My
conclusion about this book: Read it. Just read it.
Just do it.