Being married to a saint isn’t what it’s cracked up to be.
Beth’s husband won’t be joining the family on vacation at the beach this year. He’s not even joining them in the house. Instead, Rick has holed up alone in the backyard shed. Nobody knows exactly what he’s up to. Maybe he’s immersing himself in prayer. Maybe he’s lost his mind. Maybe he’s even the modern-day prophet or the saint the neighborhood artist imagines him to be. But while “St. Rick” waits for an epiphany, Beth will have to figure out what to do with herself and their teenage sons, possibly for the rest of her life.
What happens next is both uproarious and bittersweet: a peace march turns violent, her son is caught with drugs, and she embarks on an ambitious road trip that turns into something nearly surreal. Will Beth rediscover the idealistic woman she used to be, once upon a time? Can her marriage survive Rick’s backyard vigil? Will anything ever be the same? And should it be?
Truthful, comic, heartbreaking, and magical in the very best sense of the word, The Sky Beneath My Feetgently tears the veil off our egos and expectations to reveal the throbbing, redemptive, and achingly beautiful life beyond and within us.
My Comments: When I began this book I got very excited. I thought I was reading a book I could really relate to. As the book went on, however, I felt a little lost and found it harder to relate to what I was reading. This story was good at showing how real people in ministry are – they have the same thoughts and struggles as people not in ministry. We all don’t grow up in ministry families – some of us don’t even grow up in Christian homes. Ministry families have the same struggles are everyone else and some unique ones all their own. This book did a great job portraying that. However, the struggles were difficult for me to relate to very different from my own. Having said all of that, I enjoyed this book and was excited to read it because both of my daughters love Lisa Samson. This book is a great slice of life.