When a Christian fundamentalist-turned-scoffer becomes the senior religion reporter for one of the nation's top newspapers, she and God find themselves on a collision course. As her journey begins, Christine Wicker knows God primarily as "the source you never get to interview." Despite this, she pursues Him anyway and begins to glimpse a God she hasn't dared hope might exist. She finds Him in unlikely places--the ceremony of a Wiccan coven, an East German shop window, a Northern Ireland breakfast table. To her grumpy amazement, she also finds Him in a place she swore she would never again look--the confines of a Southern Baptist church. It's a hard trip with surprising turns, but in the end Wicker finds a faith that answers the soul's call without ignoring the world's realities.
I love Christine Wicker's refreshingly honest, funny, journalistic approach to examining her own journey out of the fundamentalist (Southern Baptist) land of faith, through agnosticism, and into a world where "God" is not attached to a specific church or theology. She decides to notice and eventually trust her observations from thousands of interviews as a religion reporter for a major newspaper in Dallas, TX. She gives herself permission to encounter "God" through her non-Christian, non-church experiences and describes the tension that occurs when these new, often positive experiences clash with the rigid, deeply engrained fundamentalist theological wiring within herself. I felt myself opening up to wider interpretations and receiving language about things that I also feel related to theology, God, and church. I like that she learns to trust her own unique perspective of who "God" is to her and how she eventually reconciles (not in a very neat, tidy or traditional package) that there is a good God out there who does want to talk with her.