So this past Wednesday when I was working on printing copies for the folders we hand out each year at One Day Writers Conference, I was marking prices on the books for sale by our keynote speaker, Kathi Macias, also. To add to this story, I am also in the process of reading Red Ink by this same author for our ACFW book club this month.
But as I was marking prices, I cracked open My Son, John to see how this book that I'd heard so much about a few years ago began. It began in such a way that I carried it back into my office as I continued making copies. I carried it out to the kitchen when I decided to eat. In fact, I carried it into my bedroom that night where I finished reading it.
Emotional. Written mostly in the mom's, Liz Peterson's, pov, this book is about a family's pain and growth during an unexpected and horrifying crisis: Liz's mom is murdered and Liz's son, John, is arrested for the crime.
The tag line on the cover reads, "Can God bring healing to a family torn apart by a brutal crime?" And the answer, of course, is a resounding, "Yes!" But the journey … oh, the journey is what you'll want to read.
