(Special thanks to my washing machine for prompting this book review. . .)
As I reached in to grab the wet sheets out of my washer this morning, I quickly realized that more than sheets had been bundled in the load. Not only were tiny bits of paper stuck to the linens, they also dotted the interior of the machine like spit wads.
It reminded me of my days as a middle school teacher- only these were slung into place by centrifugal force.
At first I thought I was finding the remains of a disintegrated receipt or paper towel, but when I pulled out a giant, mushy blob I realized what happened. My new book had been swept into the washer with the sheets.
The shredded, water-soaked casualty? The Wall Around Your Heart by Mary DeMuth
Mary is one of my favorite writers these days. We’ve had “friends of friends” connections for years since we are both represented by Christian Speakers Services and travel in speaker/writer circles.
(Believe me, Mary is light years beyond me in both categories. She is the kind of writer/speaker I aspire to be one day.)
We got to meet in person at The Declare Conference in Dallas back in August. Her words have been so moving to my heart for years that it made me teary eyed to stick out my hand to shake hers. I felt like I was in the presence of greatness.
She was kind enough to pose for a picture with me…
Time is at a premium these days, I am very, very, very selective of where I spend my reading time. I’m picky about my prose. With that said, Mary’s book grabbed me by the heart from the first chapter and I did not want to put it down.
(Although I obviously did put it down- on the bed- in the sheets.)
As I read Mary’s words, I wondered how she knew about some of my recent hurts and what I was struggling with these days. Her words spoke to places in my heart I didn’t even realize were walled up.
More importantly, Mary’s writing was giving me a new way to look at the Lord’s Prayer. Her insights gave me hope for a way of escape through shifting my perspective to a heavenly view of my tough circumstances. The Wall Around Your Heart was helping me focus on what God was doing in my heart (instead of wallowing in what was being done to me by others).
Along with my Bible, The Wall Around Your Heart was the only book I took along on my day of listening in a monastery last month. For me, that says a lot about the impact it was having. (I’ll write about that day in a future post.)
I hadn’t even finished the book when I found it’s remains in the washer this morning, so when saw it’s smushy, crumpled lump of remains, I was sad- but just for a moment.
You see, when Mary introduced the release of The Wall Around Your Heart at The Declare Conference, she very generously gave copies to all the conference attendees. (She’s not just a gifted writer, but a generous one.) I ended up with two copies (Hooray!)
If I didn’t, I would be headed lickedy split to a book store or logging onto Amazon to pick up another copy.
I won’t do that for many books, but this one was doing deep work in my heart- tearing down ugly walls. Because I’m an avid underliner, I was sad to lose all my colorful marks and dog-ears in my first copy of the book. Now, I plan to start over at the beginning and highlight at will.
I’ll also be more careful so that I don’t send this copy of the book through the wash. 🙂
You might want to pick up a copy of The Wall Around Your Heart and read it, too. Maybe it will help you see and pull down some walls that have been built up around your heart as well.
Oh, and just in case you wanted to know, here’s what came out of my lint filter once my sheets passed through the dryer…