I read last week a moving book and I want to tell you about it. The Road is a love story, parental love, father-son. The world is dead, everything is ash, gray black. Nothing is living, except humans, mostly evil and an occasional dog or rat. The father and the son exist by foraging for cans of fruit in deserted houses. Very bleak, and I couldn't put it down.
At some point as I read, I remembered a seminar Patte had taken me to that lasted 2 days about the historical Jesus. The mission of a hodgepodge of theologians was to find the words and phrases Jesus had actually spoken through linguist technology.( Mary Jean says Thomas Jefferson did this too without computer help) The list is short. One lecturer's belief was that Jesus was lighthearted, and full of wonder at the gifts God had given--that what Jesus meant with " the Kingdom of God is at hand"is that Eden is right here , right now.
And that is what this book so clearly showed me. I loved it. Thought it life affirming-- easy, poetic, full of terrible beauty.
It won the Pulitzer in 07.
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