First, I left christianity 9 years ago after having been raised 30 years in the church (I was church pianist, Sunday School teacher, VBS leader, etc. and only by the grace of Yehovah did I make it out). And it took ALL of those nine years to get UNTANGLED from that mess, so I wouldn't have touched this book with a ten-foot pole... if a woman I admire hadn't told me it was really good and that it would benefit me as a parent (I have five children under 13). So I got it from the library on her recommendation.
'The Acknowledgements' were very "I thank god for my godly ___ and Christ for my christian ____ and Jesus for my Jesus-loving ____... which was the first hint that I wasn't going to like the author. It's like the deacons who stand up and say eloquent prayers to start a service that are using the right words to make themselves sound verbose and benefactoral. I skimmed ahead, admittedly.
In the "Personal Word before we Start" section, it had his kids saying something about the father/author. The first said, "I'm a counselor in Grand Rapids!" and I said, "Oh, crap... I've been to TWO counselors in Grand Rapids, and they were both absolute wastes of time/breath." Not to mention the psychologist I dated in college (an alcoholic christian I pressed charges against for stalking after we broke up), and my best friend in college who also majored in psychology - our friendship ended when she took me to prison to meet her rapist fiance... who was groping her the entire time. Psychologist. Hrmph. I wasn't happy.
The next kid said that he didn't get along with his dad and didn't have the best outlook on his childhood, and I thought, "Well... already these children aren't going to match mine." And then the third of his children wrote that she works with Daddy and luvvs Daddy and is just ALL about Daddy... and I stopped reading the intro and moved to the... um, NEXT intro. ((Where's the book...?))
In the (next) intro, the author starts us off with a child screaming in a shopping cart because the mother won't let him have candy. At which point I realize that this book is NOT FOR ME. I'm irate. A parenting book shouldn't start me off irate. And I despise the parent in the story. I have five children. None of them would EVER (and have NEVER) behaved like that in a store. My children are the ones people come up to in Russ' and say, "What a nice family you have!", and who elderly men unexpectedly give silver dollars to, who cash register ladies smile at, not roll their eyes at. People come up and say, "You homeschool, don't you? I can tell because they're so well-behaved!" (Although I think the sheer number of us gives it away, too.) At any rate, I can't relate to this book, already.
And it hit me: This is for people who NEED INTENSIVE HELP in more than just parenting. Because parenting isn't just about raising offspring, it's about honing onesself as a parent/person and taking consideration of others, as well. And it was *glaringly* obvious that I wasn't going to make it thru this book. And in flipping ahead, I saw verses clipped out of context, shoved into little boxes and handed out like morsels of baby food to people who need spoon-feeding, some applied to parenting that were NEVER intended for that purpose by the author. Nope... DEFINITELY not me.
So this book may be good for someone else. Someone who has a cellphone and has ever texted. Someone whose children have the influences of public school and church kids to contend with. Someone who goes to Sunday service and stands when a pastor says stand and bows when a pastor says bow. Someone who is used to being spoonfed milk from the Bible. But it just wasn't for me, and it was OBVIOUS from moment one.
I'm not intending to be rude, just factual. I never did make it to chapter one. Thank goodness for intra-library loans. Allendale can have their book back, now.