This book is unlike anything I’ve ever read because it’s the words of a young man written from the time he could write throughout his life to an end that you know is coming. The dates at the top of each letter approach the impending death of this young man and give the read a sense of urgency in the reader, yet not in the letters themselves. He did not know. He lived everyday the same way, not because he knew an end was near.
Blessed Pier Giorgio Frassati lived a simple life of radical love. He lived without the skepticism of our time and perhaps without that of his own time. Instead he lived with Christ as an ever-present center pulling him throughout his life and writing with him letters to his friend and family: sometimes of encouragement, sometimes of reprimand, sometimes in jest, always in love.
As a young man who grew up in the secular USA, this book was revelatory and inspiring in that it revealed how a society might function if religion was viewed in a completely different way. Yet it made me ask, “why not now?”