I dont think Ive ever consumed a book so quickly....I literally could not put this down. Simply amazing and terrifying. Very visceral storytelling, sometimes so excruciating it was hard to read. But such a profound testament to the grace of God and the remarkable resilience of the human spirit. Death had shown its face, dark, predatory, invincible, and for a split second it seemed that beneath the fragile illusions of life, death was all there is. But then I saw that there was something in the world that was not death, something just as awesome and enduring and profound. There was love, the love in my heart, and for one incredible moment, as I felt this love swell--love for my father, for my future, for the simple wonder of being alive--death lost its power. In that moment, I stopped running from death. Instead, I made every step a step toward love, and that saved me. I have never stopped moving toward love. There was a time when I wanted to know that God, but I realize now that what I really wanted was the comfort of certainty, the knowledge that my God was the true God, and that in the end He would reward me for my faithfulness. Now I understand that to be certain--about God, about anything--is impossible. I have lost my need to know. After we were rescued from the mountains, the newspapers called our survival The Miracle of the Andes. For me, the true miracle is that by living so long beneath the shadows of death, we learned in the most vivid and transforming way exactly what it means to be alive.
Posted on: Wed, 01 Oct 2014 22:28:40 +0000
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