I'm a big fan of Rudy Rasmus, but I've never met his wife. He does, however, beam like a lighthouse whenever he speaks of her. This book shows you why he chose to spend his life with her. Intelligent, driven, compassionate, caring, devout, Mrs. Rasmus is like so many accomplished women you meet. On top of everything. Always giving. Always with a word of support or encouragement. Always ready. And without you knowing it—often without HER knowing it herself—she is sinking to the bottom of it all, she's given so much it's taken everything out of her, and words lose all meaning, except the word Depression.
This is the tale of a driven, Christ-centered woman whose life and faith get sideswiped by...hold on to your hats for this villain: Everyday Life.
And it's in that, that the book succeeds wildly. This is told by a person everyone can relate to and can have a relationship with during the time you're with her in these pages. She's honest, empathetic, instructional, real. Rasmus shows that any of us are just THIS close to losing our shit. The exquisite part of the story is her chronicling of God communicating with her through it all.
There's a reason Rasmus' church is Beyonce's de facto spiritual home: the Spirit is all over this church and within His people.