Traveling Mercies: Some Thoughts on Faith. Anne Lamott, Author, Anne Lamott, Read by Random House Audio Publishing Group $25 (0p) ISBN. Traveling Mercies: Some Thoughts on Faith. Anne Lamott, Author Pantheon Books $23 (p) ISBN EXCERPT. Traveling Mercies Some Thoughts on Faith. By ANNE LAMOTT Pantheon. My coming to faith did not start with a leap but rather a series of staggers.

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Traveling Mercies: Some Thoughts on Faith by Anne Lamott

At my own, I’d travelinf to but would feel meries threatening darkness hanging over the castle, as if my parents’ bad marriage were casting mercis like giant wings–shadows of alcoholism, shadows of people at my parents’ frequent parties who necked in our rooms with people who were married to somebody else. It means you are actually in a company of walkers and you travel through life together and by mercy. Perhaps if I was twenty-five years older and a women who frequently goes to church, then I would really be taken away with this one.

This God could be loving and reassuring one minute, sure that you had potential, and then fiercely disappointed the next, noticing every little mistake and just in general what a fraud you really were. LitFlash The eBooks you want at the lowest prices. It’s the help you receive when you have no bright ideas left, when you are empty and desperate and have discovered that your best thinking and most charming charm have failed kercies.

Later on with many of the same problems she also becomes a single mother with very little means.

Traveling Mercies

Was it like spitting, a bad-boy thing? It’s hard to explain why she comes across so likeable when we are at polar opposites as far as personal views go. Inspired by Your Browsing History. The castle had been built a hundred years before by a German man who wanted to make his new bride feel at home in California. I really appreciated how Miller addressed tough questions and issues in Blue Like Jazz- especially how to be friends, accept, and tolerate his non-believer friends while at the same time holding true to God’s word.


Some Thoughts on Faith Study Guide. At the very least, it kept alive in my own mind the debate. I bought this book the mmercies before I had a late-night conversation with life-time friends about religion, and heritage, rational thought vs “faith,” and personal responsibility. I think perhaps it annee one too many. At Christmas there were Fishhouse punches so alcoholic you could have sterilized needles trave,ing them, and on hot summer nights, blenders full of frappeed whiskey sours.

She always brought along little paper candy cups filled with the fanciest candies from Blum’s or the City of Paris to give to the children after their lessons. When I look back at some of these early resting places–the boisterous home of the Catholics, the soft armchair of the Christian Science mom, adoption by ardent Jews–I can see how flimsy and indirect a path they made.

Preview — Traveling Mercies by Anne Lamott. Lee lay beside me in bed when I couldn’t sleep and whispered the Twenty-third Psalm to me: My mother and her twin sister had come over from Liverpool with their mother after their father died, when they were twelve.

Traveling Mercies

Like lily pads, round and green, these places summoned and then held me up while I grew. But, in the end, I am enough spoiled by the Academic approach to chuck aside a book with a tinge of disgust that vilified any politics or morality besides its own while failing to be conscious or honest about its own inner contradictions and problems. So this one’s back on the shelf, unfinished at this point. This book has perhaps the best description of God I’ve ever read – God as cat at the door. I thought about it all week.

All my life men had been nudging my dad and saying with great amusement that there must have been a nigger in the woodpile, I guess because of both the hair and my big heavy-lidded eyes.


Horrible thought for a liberal. She spent most of her time from high-school to early thirties drunk. We lived in this marvelous castle, but things were not going well inside its stone meercies. The point is that really, truly, we don’t know what’s best for ourselves but that Almighty God does and he loves us enough to tell us.

Why would old lefties make this joke, and why would my dad act amused? Ignorant people believed, uncouth people believed, and we were heavily couth. I know I’ll be re-reading it at least once a year.

Some Thoughts on Faith – Nevisande: Her writing is real and I loved her writing in all its honesty and openness, compassion, humility and love.

I didn’t even quite know what this phrase meant–I knew it meant that a black man must have been my father but I couldn’t figure out how a woodpile figured in, since a woodpile housed only the most terrible things: She is the child of atheists but likes it when she has the opportunity to attend church. Feb 15, Pages Buy. Was she missing something, my friend asked?

He was my first god. I can so relate to her, she is authentic and inspiring to read. I liked her love of community and her reverence for friendship. Also, her only interactions with God are when she wants something – praying for herself but also for others, always wanting God to change something, never wondering who he is, reading travelinh what he’s done, that kind of thing.