Based on the cover and blurb I was expecting something different. At times this seemed like more of a travel memoir than cult memoir, which isn't necessarily a bad thing. And luckily the cult wasn't too bad and Lesley's family could even come to visit her.
I get the impression though that if what happened near the end didn't happen, she'd still be in it. So I'm glad that it did happen so she could get out.
While this wasn't the most entertaining read in book format, that doesn't mean that the story doesn't deserve to be told. But when you pick it up just be ready that most of what you're going to see is slices of life, how Lesley and her family (& co) were scraping by over the years inside the Brethren, etc.
There were moments that made me tear up over what Lesley had to endure, so much loss, some of which I could relate to because I also experienced it.
I have some favourite parts, those in which God seemed to answer their prayers and provide for them in ways only He knows how. I love reading about that in books, and I agree that prayer is a powerful thing.
I'm also glad to hear that the cult survivors seem to be doing well, especially Lesley's children.
One last thing, Tikva's name. I know that it has a meaning, but in my language it means squash so the whole time I could not take her name seriously. Every time she'd show up on page I'd imagine a human sized butternut squash, I couldn't help it.