Love Warrior

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It's as if she reached into her heart, captured the raw emotions there, and translated them into words that anyone who's ever known pain or shame — in other words, every human on the planet — can relate to. She also talks quite a bit about the ‘scandal’ her marital separation caused in her church and in her community, with people everywhere giving her unsolicited advice. She is smiling at me, and her fierce, steady eyes say: If you keep walking — I'm here to stand beside you. Although our stories are different there is also so much I can relate too, and so much wisdom I feel I've got from it. to march into pain and love with eyes and heart wide open, to stand in the wreckage and believe that my power, my love, my light, are stronger than the darkness.

Listening to such a warm and emotionally intelligent author is a worthy investment in a course on difficult conversations.Soon after my release from the mental hospital, I sit on the edge of a convertible in a pretty blue suit, waving to crowds of people lining the sidewalks for the homecoming parade. This astonishing memoir reveals how our ideals of masculinity and femininity can make it impossible for a man and a woman to truly know one another—and it captures the beauty that unfolds when one couple commits to unlearning everything they’ve been taught so that they can finally, after thirteen years of marriage, commit to living true—true to themselves and to each other. As Melton shares her unedited inner thoughts, we recognize them as our own---except, this woman with a really messed up history sounds a lot smarter than us.

Everyone else will just react, but you’re the one who created the powerful thing that people will be reacting TO. I took in her tears, pigtails, lip gloss, and the dirt on her hands—left over from climbing the banyan tree in our front yard. I’d never heard of her before now but I’ll make sure to avoid any book that has her name on it like the plague.There are no unspoken social rules we’re supposed to adhere to, and as the relief of this sets in I feel my muscles relaxing, my shoulders dropping, my inhalations deepening. Glennon and Craig have invited us so far into the messy, beautiful, difficult insides of their hearts and lives, and what we find there is profoundly inspiring. As we climb the popcorn-littered stairs, the drum of the marching band fills my chest, the smell of hot dogs fills my lungs, and the roar of the crowd fills my head. I’m desperate to get to the other side of the wall so I can see what’s waiting for me down the path.