Last year was the year of the memoirs for me. I discovered a genre that I hadn't really spent much time in before. And, I discovered that I enjoyed a good memoir.
Ian Morgan Cron is a wonderful story teller. He points out that no true memoir is true in every detail because no one can remember every detail accurately. But, his memoir of sorts is very well-told and quite moving. Growing up in a home with an alcoholic father that Cron later realized worked on and off for the CIA was an interesting childhood to say the least. He relates his experiences with anger, grief, but much humor. Throughout the recount of his life, he emphasizes, not only how the circumstances he lived through shaped him, but also how God touched his life through each experience.
This was not always an easy tale to read. Cron's story is filled with moments of sadness. And even the humorous moments have that touch of grief present- the grief of a child seeking the love of a father and feeling his absence, the grief of a young person who struggles and fails to find acceptance, and the grief of a man who needs closure. But, Cron brings lots of hope to the telling also- a hope that makes clear the hand of God on a life often filled with pain. Cron's memoir of sorts is inspiring in the end and a beautiful picture of the gospel.
I received a free copy of this book from BookSneeze for review purposes. All opinions expressed are entirely my own.