The finest writing I have read in some time. Heather King skillfully walks the tightrope between sharing and oversharing. She is humble and yet aware of the gifts she has been given and the deep love the Lord has for her... and desires her to have for others. I find myself revisiting two passages in particular: On page 160: "The evil was that I had settled for so long, in every area of my life, for the shortcut instead of the slower, more arduous path of changing my behavior, awakening consciousness, and growth." And who of us has not been there? On page 18, which puts into words my feeling about returning to the Church after many years away: "Catholicism is not some timid, rigid, dead set of rules. The whole purpose of the rules is to allow us to explode within them. To be a Catholic is to hover on the edge of orgasm and to consent to continue to hover, indefinitely, in almost unbearable tension, which paradoxically allows us to break out in all kinds of other sublimely interesting, glorious directions and ways."