Book Review – The Envy of Eve

I recently finished reading Melissa Kruger’s The Envy of Eve: Finding Contentment in a Covetous World. One of my friends gave it to me for my birthday. She read it last year and it changed her life. This year God has been working through this book to change me too. What a gift!

If you had asked me before I started reading The Envy of Eve whether I struggled with the sin of coveting, I probably would have said no. And I probably would have claimed to be pretty content. I would have been lying. I do covet. I struggle with contentment every day.

The book starts by unpacking what coveting is and how it is different to longing for something in a good way. She says that there are three characteristics of coveting which make it a dangerous sin to ignore and leave to grow in our hearts:

  1. Coveting is a sin pattern, not a circumstance. Kruger says, “Coveting can so blind our minds that we come to believe that if we could just attain the longed for item (a job, a baby, a spouse, healing) then we would be able to be content in life. However, our inordinate desires are never sold by attainment. Today we may covet one item, but once it is given, we will soon begin to desire something else.” (p.25) How often have I wrongly believed that if my circumstances were different, I would act differently/not sin/be happy?
  2. Coveting is marked by comparison and entitlement – we think that if others receive something we want, that we deserve to have the same. If we don’t get what they have, then we wrongly believe God has failed to be good to us. There are lots of problems with this, but I was particularly challenged to reflect on the fact that when I compare myself to friends, neighbours or colleagues, I’m failing to love that person.
  3. Coveting is a ‘begetting sin’. Coveting inevitably leads to other sins like envy, greed and lust (cf. James 1:14-15). It’s dangerous.

One of the things I loved about the book from the start was that it’s so grounded in God’s word. Each chapter focuses on a different story in the Bible and the ways that people like Eve and David fall into coveting, as well as highlighting God’s grace to them despite their sin. All coveting comes out of unbelief in God. It is a failure to trust in God’s sovereignty, love, power and provision in my life. As Eve doubted God’s character and the truth of his promises in the garden of Eden, leading her to sin, when I covet a friend’s circumstances or abilities, I’m actually failing to trust that God is good, sovereign and loving towards me.

But God is absolutely good and sovereign and loving. And because of this, he is working in and through me and the circumstances, relationships and gifts he has ordained, for the best purpose of all (cf. Romans 8:28):

At every moment, God is working to conform each of us into the likeness of Christ. Thus, whatever we lack, it is so we will grow to look more like Christ. Both our blessings and trials propel us toward this ultimate and better good.

Whether life is difficult or good, I pray that I will keep coming back to this truth and believe that the God of the universe loves me and is achieving a greater purpose – to mould me to be more like Jesus. And there’s nothing better than that.

More reflections on what I have learned to come…I hope.  


it’s not about me … (part 2)

The Christian principle that needs to be at work is Spirit-generated selflessness – not thinking less of yourself or more of yourself but thinking of yourself less. (The Meaning of Marriage p.66)

I’ve been thinking about these words a lot in the last few weeks. How do I think of myself less?

In a recent sermon at church, I was challenged by the passionate words of David in the first verse of Psalm 18. David declares, “I love you LORD.” It is something I have wrestled with for many years – in my mind I think, well of course I love God! But when I examine my heart and I look at the rest of my thoughts, actions and the way I spend my time, I wonder…do I really love God? Heart, soul, mind, all?

Every day I let the small things weasel their way in. Through the Spirit, there needs to be a “find and replace” edit of my thoughts and attitudes. From the concerns and obsessions fueled by fears and wounds from the past (Keller says it’s primarily our wounds which make us self-centred), to the foot of the cross. To Christ. To the fear of the Lord. To loving God.

Five years ago as I went to Uganda on short-term mission, my prayer and heart’s desire was that my love for God would grow. In the space of a few weeks I witnessed God powerfully at work in the lives of my African brothers and sisters, despite the poverty and hardship they faced. They taught us a simple African chorus called “My God is Able,” and we sang this many times over. Oh how my passion for God grew. He is so big and yet he loves, knows, cares forgives me! My prayer was answered.

gorgeous girls at church in Uganda

My mission trip to Africa was wonderfully life-changing but I can’t take a trip to Africa every few years to get a boost of excitement for God. I struggle day to day to feel excited about God, but I want to have an enduring, passionate love for my creator, Lord, redeemer, saviour, friend, Father, comforter, refuge.

But how?

Two small steps for now…

1 – God above all

I’m convinced that the only way to truly fill my heart with God above all, is to spend more quality time with him – whether the desire is there or not. Last year I borrowed Shopping for time, by Carolyn Mahaney et al., from a friend. It’s a little book with big challenges and comes highly recommended! Through it I was challenged to prioritise spending time with God by doing it first each day – no matter how early that meant getting up. (I know, yikes, right?!) It was great when I did it, but unfortunately it didn’t last. I’ve decided to order my own copy, with the hope of getting (back) into the habit of regular quiet times.

2 – Devoting less brain space to consumer decisions…

Another friend’s decision to spend less money on herself, by not buying anything except essential items (so no clothes, shoes, homewares, jewellery etc) has inspired me to do the same thing for two months, til my birthday. So I am trying to think about myself less by pre-making the potentially daily consumer decisions I am blasted with every day as I work in the CBD. It’s been 12 days so far!

As I close, it would be crazy of me to think that in the doing or not doing of things that I would be come instantly less self-centred. But I pray that these little steps and challenges help my heart to change in a lasting way and that my love for God deepens, as I look away from me and look up.

on seasons and surfing

Having just finished reading My Seventh Monsoon, by Naomi Reed, I’ve been thinking lately about the seasons of life. The seasons changed quickly for me recently. As I left International Teams, one season ended, and then another began when I started at CMS a couple of days later.

One of the main conclusions Naomi draws in the book (yeah I know it’s weird for this Naomi to write about another Naomi’s book, but bear with me!) is that God provides for our needs differently, but always for His purposes in the different seasons of life. This rings true and is deeply comforting as I am in the beginnings of a new season.

At four weeks in to the new job at CMS, I think I’m just starting to get used to it. There was a moment in my third week there, when I found myself staring at the two blank computer screens, interview notes and emails all in front of me. All I needed to do was write the article. If only it was that simple. Don’t get me wrong, I feel hugely privileged to be in a role where I am getting paid to write about things of eternal value. Then and perhaps most days in this season I’m going to be up against the age-old enemy of writing and all creative pursuits: resistance.

But enough about work, this week we’ve been away with friends staying in a lovely house in Green Point, NSW with an amazing view of Wallis Lake. After the big, quick change, this week has offered much-needed soul refreshment. Up until this week, amidst the busyness of Christmas and learning all the new people and operations in the new role, I was functioning in survival mode. Now after waking up to the sounds of birds tweeting and insects screeching, and watching the sunset over the lake in the evening, I think my head and heart may have almost caught up to my body.

Reading My Seventh Monsoon has also challenged me anew about focusing on being not doing. I find this hard, because I really like to achieve. Hence feeling rather frustrated with the writer’s bloc and wondering what exactly I had produced that day!

This in-built desire to achieve is something I have struggled with in learning to surf. Surfing is hard and achieving is close to impossible. Today, out of the many waves I bumbled onto, full of hope, there were many rides which could be considered failures, and maybe only one or two where I felt like I was really riding the wave in any sense of the word.

Given that I emerged from the surf today with a twisted ankle and some cuts on my toe and the usual knee grazes…was the half second ride worthwhile? I have to say, it’s a resounding yes. The beauty of surfing is in the journey of just being there in the waves, under the bright blue sky, with the sunny glare reflecting hard into my eyes and the headlands rising up on either side of the coast.

in it for the fun!

Learning to surf has taught me a few lessons over the years…

  1. Enjoy the journey. Along the lines of the being not doing.
  2. Control is illusive. When you are surfing, you have almost none. Certainly no control over the waves, the currents, the clouds, the wind.
  3. Some risks are worth taking. I decided to start surfing because I was over sitting on the sand watching Adam and others have fun. Even if I never quite have the courage to venture “out the back” to where Adam rides, I still feel like taking the risk of trying to surf is worthwhile, compared to not trying at all – because of the sheer fun – and nothing to do with whether I’m actually any good at it.

I look forward to the surfing and the lessons learned from it in years to come. But for now, one closing excerpt from My Seventh Monsoon that resonated with me, Naomi and her husband Darren were discussing whether to go back to Nepal with their three kids…

N: “…what would it say to our kids if they knew we had taken a deliberate risk, and died?”
D: “It would say to my kids that more than anything else, I’m on this earth to follow Jesus. If following Jesus means taking the hard calls, then that’s what I want to do. I want my kids to know I took risks.”

pretending towards reality


mmm...plastic icecream!

I licked an ice-cream cone today and then proceeded to place it in an oven. I was served water from a milk jug, cooked eggs on a tiny fry pan and munched a banana down in all of about 5 seconds.  

Very often the only way to get a quality in reality is to start behaving as if you had it already. That is why children’s games are so important. They are always pretending to be grown ups – playing soldiers, playing shop. But all the time, they are hardening their muscles and sharpening their wits so that the pretence of being grown up helps them to grow up in earnest.

C S Lewis, Mere Christianity in “A Year with C S Lewis – 365 Daily Readings from Classic Works.”

There’s much to be learnt from playing pretend kitchens with my dear little 2-year-old friend from church.

Over the past couple of days I’ve been reading again these excerpts from Mere Christianity – a book that I read a couple of years ago – about the process of becoming like Christ, of putting off an old self and putting on a new self. As an aside I think it is amazing how the passage of time can lead me to read again things that I have read in the past almost anew – the words haven’t changed, I have. Or rather I am changing. Slowly.

This notion of pretending to be like Christ (even whilst still feeling pretty unlike Christ on the inside), so that eventually you do become like him in reality, resonated with what I have been learning about thinking more and more like Jesus.

So often, my thoughts don’t sound like a person who has the mind of Christ. I have always defaulted to ruminating on negative thoughts of self-pity, jealousy and fear, in the face of many decisions or responsibilities both large and small. But more and more I find myself speaking more positively (perhaps with still niggling negative thoughts on the inside). The battle still exists, but I find that the more I speak words of truth and hope, the more I believe them in my mind. I am the first to emphasise however, that this change is not my doing – it is God at work in me – Spirit, Son and Father. God the Father is answering a prayer I started praying months ago that I would desire to read the word daily. I am now reading daily and the desire is growing. By His Spirit, I have found myself ruminating less on fears and worries and more on the words “take captive every thought to make it obedient to Christ,” from 2 Corinthians 10:5. And because of what Jesus has done, I can continue to have confidence that no matter what, He works for the good of those who love him.

Yes, sometimes I surprise myself when positive words come out of my mouth – and it does feel a bit like licking plastic ice-cream, but I hope that the more I pretend to be like Him, the more I become like Him – heart, mind and soul.

And one day, my little friend from church will probably be cooking up a storm in her own real kitchen.


weddings, hope, celebrations and joy

I had the idea for this post a week ago…so forgive me for the common delay between idea hatching and writing.

I said it on Facebook and twitter, but I’ll say it again – I really loved watching the royal wedding. It’s hard to remember another event in my lifetime which was so widely watched, and was neither sport-related or disaster-related. These last few days have certainly brought back to many the memories of 11 September 2011.

The Royal Wedding was rife with gossip, traditions and the strangest of fashion. All things which I don’t care much for. But above all this, I think there was a sense of hope as we watched this couple of our own generation vow to spend the rest of their lives together. How would the possible future king of England and a gorgeous middle class girl who became a duchess in Westminster Abbey, change the world?

The wedding itself was beautiful, positive, understated and, despite the 2 billion people watching, by the time they waved to the crowds from the balcony of Buckingham Palace, perhaps a brief but honest insight into the real Will and Kate.

(If you’re interested to read more intellectual thoughts on the royal wedding from a wise friend of mine, click here. )

The Prodigal God

The night before watching the wedding, I finished reading The Prodigal God, by Timothy Keller. The concluding thoughts of the book were still bouncing around in my head as I reflected on the wedding afterwards in my rather joyful state of mind.

The book is essentially a deeper look at Jesus’ parable of the The Two Lost Sons (often referred to as The Prodigal Son). But in summary, the parable is about a man who has two sons, the younger asks for his inheritance while his father is still alive, he spends it all in a foreign land, then realising he would be better off a slave in his father’s house, returns from the foreign land to his home, to the unexpected embrace of his father’s arms. His older brother isn’t so excited to see him and refuses to join in the feast his father prepares.

There were two lost sons…

One of Keller’s main points in this book is that so often the focus of this parable is on the frivolous pleasure-seeking actions of the younger son, and we ignore the fact that the elder brother is perhaps just as lost – as we see in his jealousy, his refusal to rejoice at the return of his brother (he is thinking about the cost to his own inheritance of his father’s actions).

Jesus’ teaching in this parable has just as much to say about people like me – who often stumble into acting like the elder brother as it does for younger brothers. I have been a Christian for many years now, and I can look back at times in my life I have acted like the younger brother, though not as much as I have acted like the elder brother – holding to legalistic ideals and withholding love, joy and kindness because of my own hardened, bitter heart. Both ways of living ignore the love of our Father God who showed me and all the world His amazing saving grace in Jesus’ death and resurrection.

What’s a book about God got to do with the royal wedding?

It’s all in the celebrations! Prodigal means ‘recklessly extravagant’ and the parable climaxes with a feast of the finest foods available to the Father. It sounds amazing right? The father goes all out for the son who returns home.

Jesus points his listeners and readers in this parable to a God of redemption, hope and joy. A God who literally celebrates when what is lost is found. Soon after I gave my life to Jesus as a teenager someone reminded me of the message of Luke 15 – that God would have celebrated with his angels that I had decided to follow Him. This blew me away – God, creator of the universe, would celebrate me? Yes, and you too. Knowing Jesus now brings me peace, joy, comfort and a trust in God’s purposes as I live in an uncertain world. But it also heralds the hope of a greater joy in the ultimate feast that is yet to come…

On this mountain the LORD Almighty will prepare
a feast of rich food for all peoples,
a banquet of aged wine—
the best of meats and the finest of wines.
On this mountain he will destroy the shroud that enfolds all peoples, the sheet that covers all nations;
he will swallow up death forever.
The Sovereign LORD will wipe away the tears from all faces; he will remove his people’s disgrace from all the earth.
The LORD has spoken. In that day they will say, “Surely this is our God; we trusted in him, and he saved us. This is the LORD, we trusted in him;let us rejoice and be glad in his salvation.” Isaiah 25:6-9

Some more lessons and reflections on Generous Justice

Have you ever said something and then a day later, realised you were wrong or didn’t get it fully right? As I listened to the sermon at church last Sunday morning from Mark 2:18 -3:6, some new light was shed on a couple of things, but among them was the year of Jubilee – which I had posted about only the night before. I also finished reading the book today.

So I’ve put together a follow-up post – with the five key things I’m going to take away from reading this book.

Number 1: Jesus fulfilled all the laws in the Old Testament including those about justice & caring for the poor.

For example…in the sermon on Sunday we were looking at Jesus’ healing of the man with the shriveled hand on the sabbath (the seventh day). Jesus says “Stretch out your hand,” and the man stretches it out, completely restored.

In Deuteronomy 15 God says:

There will always be poor people in the land. Therefore I command you to be openhanded toward your fellow Israelites who are poor and needy in your land.

Open-handed as opposed to tightfisted…I never would have made this connection (and I appreciate that we have a Minister who preaches faithfully and deeply from God’s word). Matt proposed that Jesus’ death and resurrection may have taken place in a Jubilee year. In the Jubilee year not only did the land return to the original landowners but also all debts were cancelled and slaves set free (this was also required every seven years). Jesus death and resurrection cancelled the biggest debt of all and set us free from sin and death.

Number 2: Jesus identifies with the poor to the point of death on a cross.

At every turn, Jesus was spending time with and restoring life to the outcasts, the poor, the forgotten, the isolated and the foreigner – smashing social mores, racial barriers and expectations. And ultimately, the God of the universe made himself nothing on the cross after enduring the worst of trials to pay the debt of all of us who are spiritually poor

I loved that the book includes a whole chapter on The Parable of the Good Samaritan, when Jesus challenges the Pharisees about the righteous life they claim to live. Keller says that Jesus was in effect asking them, “Do you meet the needs of your neighbour with all the joy, energy, and fastidiousness with which you meet your own needs? That is the kind of life you owe your God and your fellow human beings.” (p.64)

Number 3: Break down some of the obstacles to generosity: “They’re not destitute so they don’t need my help” and “they don’t seem to appreciate what I give – and they just ask for more.”

The reality is that it is not just the destitute that we are called to care for. The very poor in one part of the world might be very different in another place. And a natural disaster like the earthquake in Japan could change this anyway. The thing is, in His love for all the world God sent Jesus to die for ALL sinners without distinction.

Yesterday when I was doing our grocery shopping in Woolworths, a man asked me for a dollar to get some milk. And there were two thoughts which flashed across my mind either then or as I kept on with my shopping…(1) he’s got headphones in his ears and tattoos – he can’t be that poor – why does he need my money? and (2) is he really going to spend it on milk?

On this occasion I gave him the dollar, but that’s not always my response to those who ask – sometimes I lie and say I have no change. What’s with that? It’s not my money anyway, and God calls me to generous with what He has so graciously given to me – and that extends beyond money.

Number 4: How I respond to the poor may be the truest indication of my heart.

Jesus said…

‘Truly I tell you, whatever you did for one of the least of these brothers and sisters of mine, you did for me.’ (Matthew 25:40)

The book ends with a challenging story about this, but I can’t give away the ending – just wouldn’t be right. You’ll have to read it for yourself! This is profoundly challenging.

Number 5: Empowerment not dependency

Doing justice has many forms and levels but what’s important in the long term is to empower individuals and communities for the future rather than providing endless handouts and no way out. Different types of relief (such as food, shelter or medical attention) may be necessary to help a person in need in the short term, but to really help a person or community, they need things like education, job opportunities, and the confidence that can come through strong relationships – with God and others, to really move forward and break some of the cycles. This usually takes a lot of time, money and energy, but I think I’m willing to go there. In the Old Testament times, the Sabbath day and year was devoted to serving God – perhaps there is merit to a return to this on some level?

Overall, I loved picking this book up and knowing that on every page there would be some pearl of wisdom or story or biblical truth that I could learn from. And I liked Timothy Keller’s writing style so I am interested to read some more of his books.

Generous Justice – A book review

I’m going to let you in on a little secret: I can be pretty naughty when it comes to reading non-fiction books. Seriously. I tend to have at least 2 going at a time, and if I start reading a fiction book, the non-fiction ones have no hope of being read until the fiction one is done – despite being (usually) far more inspiring and challenging. So, I recently set myself a challenge of reading a non-fiction book all the way through without picking up a fiction one. I haven’t quite finished it yet and I did briefly pick up a fiction book, but the first two pages were so strange that I wasn’t easily captivated.

Thankfully I picked a book for my challenge that I am really enjoying reading – “Generous Justice” by Timothy Keller. I feel that God is using this book to grow both my understanding of how God’s grace to us in Jesus, makes us just in the way we live, and also to deepen my heart for justice, as I dream and imagine how I might help bring this into others’ lives.

Chapter 2 of the book is all about Old Testament laws of justice. I confess that my Old Testament knowledge is not great (though I’m working on it – currently read up to Genesis 23) and so I was amazed at the detailed rules and requirements God had for his people in order to ensure that “there should be no poor among you” (Deuteronomy 15:4-5).

The year of Jubilee (Leviticus 25:8-55) is part of this – every 49th year, God’s laws required that all the land would return to the original landowners – so that if you had made decisions or calamity had come upon you, there was an approximately once in a lifetime second chance at life, without the baggage of past poverty. Keller doesn’t propose a return to the year of Jubilee (my mind wandered there though, trust me!) although there is much we can learn from this idea – of somehow breaking the cycles of poverty which are so present in many communities in Australia and overseas.

I also had a ‘lightbulb’ moment reading through an examination of Jesus sermon on the mount. Jesus said “Blessed are the poor in Spirit, for theirs is the kingdom of heaven.” (Matthew 5:3). I have never thought deeply about this statement, and I have never really understood it either. Most scholars believe that God’s blessing and salvation come to those who acknowledge spiritual bankruptcy(p.101). I had a debt because of my sin, I can’t do anything to repay it or redeem myself but God’s generous gift of grace in sending Jesus  is the only thing that saved me.

As a person who has received God’s grace can I look at a woman who is deep in debt and say “get yourself out of this mess.”  God didn’t do this to me. This is profoundly challenging for me. Where and to whom is God calling me to be generous?

Lots of the examples given in the book are about churches helping to transform poor communities in the US. As you may know I go to church in Redfern – a part of Sydney where the middle to upper class live across the road from the unemployed, the forgotten and the struggling in Department of Housing towers. There is huge spiritual need in Redfern for all of these people but there is also great physical needs – and this has been on my mind and heart a lot as I have read this book. I’m super encouraged that some of the guys from our church are running a Soup Kitchen a couple of nights a week to start to help meet some of the needs.

He has shown you, O mortal, what is good.
And what does the LORD require of you?
To act justly and to love mercy
and to walk humbly with your God. Micah 6:8

I want to learn to live justly, to live generously and to keep growing in my understanding of what this means. I have much still to learn and that is really exciting to me. How will God’s grace make me just?

This may be only part 1 of my review of this book – if I get inspired to share more of what I have learned once I’m finished.

book review – wild at heart by john eldredge

For a couple of years I had been skeptical about reading this book – a book written to men about men. Wouldn’t it be wierd?

I eventually picked it up a couple of months ago after I went to a session for wives at the end of a men’s conference that Adam went to. I wanted to find out more about the wildness of man created in God’s image.

The basic premise of the book is that deep within his heart, every man longs for a battle to fight, an adventure to live and a beauty to rescue. And that every man has received some kind of wounding to the heart – a wounding only God can heal, usually directly opposed to their heart’s desire and calling.

Somewhere in the first few chapters I realised that maybe little boys playing with guns is ok after all.

I have a younger sister (Heidi) and a younger brother (Tim) – he’s four and a half years younger – so as big sister I was pretty protective (and let’s be honest, a little bit bossy and mothering) as we were growing up. Tim  loved to play with toy guns and swords. He ran around the house on weekends with his mates playing bases and shooting things ALOT. He collected used bullets, used to bail up my uncle with cap guns whenever he came over and dressed up in old army fatigues at least once a week.

I worried about this seeming obsession with fighting. My sister and I would lobby Mum and Dad to make him stop – or play with them less. But what I have learned from this book is that his delight in playing with guns and swords was one of the most natural things in the world, because every man longs for a battle to fight.

And I guess for every man the battle is different…part of the battle is acknowledging that the battle exists. The real question is whether they fight?

“Enemy occupied territory. That is what this world is.”

C S Lewis (wild at heart p.139)

Even though I’m not planning on having kids for a couple of years yet, this book has really opened my mind on raising a son. And how I can raise him to know God and the wild heart God has placed within him. Perhaps I’ll allow him to play with guns even.
I also found this book hugely helpful as a wife in understanding my man’s heart. If there’s one thing that provokes fear in his heart, it’s being trapped – or the sense of being trapped. And I know that sometimes my drive to control, plan and scrutinise the small details can really have this effect. This is soul trampling for Adam because deep in his heart, he doesn’t want to be caged in. God made him wild – spontaneous, free and made for the open places. If I cage him in he will no longer feel like a man. How awful.

“The place where God calls you is the place where your deep gladness and the world’s deep hunger meet.”

Frederick Buechner

I love the idea of an adventure to live and of living out an adventure with my man as we journey through life together, both seeking to live from the heart, taking risks and bringing what only we can bring.  There’s a line in Braveheart that says “all men die. few men ever really live.” It’s my prayer that Adam and so many more men truly lives.

I got a whole lot more out of this book than I can share here but I think this is such a powerful and helpful book for women (and for men of course!).

By the way…I wrote this post last week while I was on holidays but couldn’t upload it til today, so I’m still up to date with my post-a-week goal! New post coming very soon…

a book review of sorts – the alchemist, by paulo coelho

To realise one’s destiny is a person’s only obligation. – The Alchemist

Two months ago while doing some filing I found a post it note I had written some time in the last few years which said…

The Alchemist

Paulo Coelho

I researched the book and ordered it online straightaway…and then waited…

I’ve now finished the story. After every reading I was left with such a “yummy” feeling inside – so much so that I may have ‘drawn out’ the final 20 pages or so cos I just didn’t want it to end. This book is good for the soul.

The story is about a boy who leaves his ordinary life behind, listens to the desires of his heart and sets out on a journey to find the treasure. Along the way he meets some interesting characters, all of whom teach him something vital to the pursuit of his dream. He faces obstacles too. His money is stolen, he is beaten and held hostage in the middle of the desert. He truly has to fight for the desires of his heart.

I was struck by the way Coelho weaves in stories and lessons from the bible about faith and where we place value in our lives – “where your treasure is, there your heart will be also.”

This story challenges both people from western and eastern cultures to be countercultural and live from the heart. It is also a reminder that there is learning to be had in the paths we walk towards the realisation of our dream and in the journeys life takes us on.

“In his pursuit of the dream, he was being constantly subjected to test of his persistence and courage. So he could not be hasty nor impatient . If he pushed forward impulsively he would fail to see the signs left by God along his path.”

So if you do read this book one day, enjoy the journey! Hope its yummy for you too.