This is a revised review. At about 30% in I thought I couldn’t take it anymore and called it quits, but I decided to tough it out and complete the book so this is my updated review on the whole thing. It’s pretty rare for me to consider quitting a book (esp. multiple times), but for reasons explained below this book had that effect on me.
First, I had a really hard time getting through this book in the audio version. The reader, who is the author, reads so slowly and with such overly dramatic emphasis that I often had a hard time paying attention. The pace was just way to drawn out. I felt like I was being held captive to one tedious monologue after another. Apparently there is some iTunes hack to increase the playback speed but I haven’t figured it out yet. If (and that’s a big IF even though it has been highly recommended) I read her book about her conversion, I would definitely get the paperback and read it at my own speed.
The tedium was compounded by the excessive story telling. Actual instruction or advice was sprinkled seemingly randomly in paragraph after paragraph after paragraph of personal stories that are overly stylized and riddled with what felt like faux humility (or "humble brags" going by today's vernacular). The author, trying to be warm, funny or relevant, includes a mind-numbing level of detail in her anecdotes like which version of monopoly her kids were playing at the table and the names and vocal characteristics of the singers on the CD she was listening to. In fact, most of anything that could be considered teaching is in the preface and conclusion (including almost half of the takeaways I list below). Unless you really want to read about her life, you could just read those two sections (about a half hour of out nine hours) and you’d get about as much out of it as I did. This book really needs to be billed as a memoir - "This is the story of my life and how I do hospitality: watch, learn and imitate."
To her credit, the author believes that the Bible is "inerrant, inspired, authoritative, unified revelation" and I thought she did a good job of showing a balance between loving people while not approving of their sin. She usually demonstrates good theology (though I thought some of her Bible interpretation was a stretch, detailed below) and I believe she truly loves people and that God is working good out of her experiences (like he is doing with all Christians). She challenges the reader to think about hospitality in a new way - to be radical about reaching out in ordinary ways. I appreciated her example in this. If you're looking for more of a casual, chatty life story/memoir about hospitality, this book may be interesting for you.
There were a few tidbits that caught my attention in this book about "Radically Ordinary Hospitality" a phrase which was repeated so frequently that it has been seared into my brain and is defined as "using your Christian home in a daily way that seeks to make strangers neighbors, and neighbors family of God." I appreciated the following challenging, though often underdeveloped, thoughts:
1. Build margin into your lifestyle and live intentionally below your means so that you are ready and proactive about being hospitable.
2. Hosts and guests are interchangeable. You're always one or the other and the role changes often.
3. Your words can be only as strong as your relationships. "Do I have the grace to say less than everything I could say about something?"
4. No body approves of everybody or everything. When someone challenges you about your disapproval of something, remind them that no one approves of everything and that's ok. We all disagree with each other on all kinds of (big and small) issues and can still be friends and be kind/respectful with each other.
5. My words are not pep talks. "Invest in your neighbors for the long haul - the hundreds of conversations that make up a neighborhood." Don't see your words as "sneaky evangelistic raids."
6. Recognize our own sin (and that while claiming the name of Christ) and don't dwell on your neighbors' sin. Stop treating people as "caricatures of an alien worldview." Love the sinner - hate your own sin.
7. Understand the difference between holiness and goodness - don't be afraid to celebrate the goodness of your neighbors because of God's common grace.
8. Be good company to those who are struggling; be near.
9. God may use our time and resources and selves as a way of escape for others.
10. Christians are not called to be desperate people even in desperate times, but to do God's work.
Many of these points were mentioned almost offhandedly - blink and you'll miss it. And many of them are book-ended by what felt like self-righteous and authoritative judgments about how exactly to do hospitality and how exactly not to do hospitality. I felt that her words communicated a sense of superiority in both her past (as if she was proud of just how anti-Christian she was and how much she “despised” believers) and her present (as if only someone from her background could see people the way she does). She writes that God calls us to serve and give and not get credit for either, but her entire book reads like a highlight reel from her life of hospitality with superfluous details that seemed to be fishing for admiration and designed to enhance the reader’s perception of her dedication and self-sacrifice. She went as far as to include an example of their weekly schedule, replete with all of the things she does for other people in it. While some may appreciate the concrete examples of how she serves and demonstrates hospitality, for me, it was way over the top. Meanwhile, she is very adamant that the barista at Starbucks and the Airbnb host are practicing “counterfeit hospitality” because they get paid for their efforts (apparently she doesn’t feel the same way about the fact that her husband gets paid to do ministry as a pastor).
Even though she relates so many things to hospitality (so much so that the word loses meaning), she suddenly will get very particular about what doesn’t count as hospitality according to her. The goal of relating so many topics to hospitality, I think, causes her to misinterpret scripture. She regularly assumes the motivation and emotions of Bible characters and even writes in the preface that if Mary Magdalene had written a book about hospitality it would read like this one. She gives as an example of hospitality the exchange between Jesus and some of his disciples on the road to Emmaus after his resurrection. The author writes that Jesus was being hospitable by listening to their sadness about everything that had happened and encouraging them, but she completely leaves out his rebuke (he calls them “fools” and “slow of heart” for not believing what the prophets had written). She also includes the story of Jesus naming Judas as his betrayer as an example relating to hospitality merely because they were at the table when it happened and claimed that “table fellowship” somehow provided a natural context for this exchange. In these cases, she seems to expand her understanding of hospitality to any exchange between at least two people, but in other areas of the book (especially when it concerns other peoples’ efforts) she is less generous.
Toward the end of the book she contrasts what her family does with an extended critique of a family that they know who sets out only two extra seats for guests at their table (and she only knows about this practice from what her son told her about what their son told him – there’s no indication that she’s ever actually talked to the adults about their lifestyle firsthand). She claims that that family’s idol of “family time” will keep them from ever practicing hospitality the way that God commands (which I guess is always inviting your entire 300-home neighborhood over for a grill out). She writes that making the Lord's day a family day steals glory from God and she even dramatizes the way she talked about that family in a very negative way, calling them the “two chairs only family” in a very purposefully miserly tone as if that one decision defines them as a family. These comments (deeply undercutting her encouragement to her readers to start anywhere you can with your hospitality), to be sure, are less than “hospitable” and I think would be downright hurtful if that family ever read the account.
Indeed, she talks about a lot of people she knows (sometimes using their full names) in a way that I doubt endears her to them. I got the feeling that she included so many names to make the point that she knows and interacts with so many people, but she often describes them and their words with condescension and sometimes flat out mockery. I wondered many times throughout the book if she had gotten permission from all of these people to make them look like the ignorant, naively wide-eyed or selfishly misguided character so she could look like the enlightened, self-sacrificing, godly one. The story of her neighbor, Hank, which was told so extensively and repeatedly throughout the book that it seemed to be beat to death, included some pretty negative descriptions and intimate details. I’m assuming that she must have had his (and his girlfriend’s) permission since half the book is about him. If not, I think I would feel pretty used if someone had written that much about me to the whole world. Likewise, when people left their church, she assigned them wrong motivations and doesn’t seem to mind that if they read her book they would likely be offended with her (the pastor’s wife) analysis of them. When her neighbors were concerned about a neighbor being busted for having a meth lab she made them out to be selfish and cowardly with misplaced worries. When neighbors were apprehensive about an unknown pit bull roaming the neighborhood she painted them as unfeeling and alarmist. She even implies that the biblical teaching of 1 Corinthians 15:33 (“bad company corrupts good character”) is a cop out when evaluating how to handle the knowledge that your neighbor is doing meth. If I knew this woman in person, I would be very apprehensive after reading this book to say anything around her that might end up as an example of what not to do in one of her future books. It’s obvious that she sees her way of doing hospitality as the best and most legitimate, often using the phrase “at our house” to distinguish between their way and how others do things, frequently identifying them by name. Near the end of the book she writes, “There are, of course, other ways you can use your days, your time, your money and your home, but opening your front door and greeting neighbors with soup, bread and the words of Jesus are the most important."
The author brings up the issue of the “worldwide refugee crisis” several times and, while it doesn’t really bother me that she has an opinion on this, she is very authoritative about her thoughts on these and many other issues. She claims it’s an “act of willful violence” to not live out hospitality in the different ways she describes and that it’s “deadly” to ignore God's teaching about caring for the stranger. At the same time, she shares that her neighborhood is fighting the new development of homes that is in the works for the land next to them because that land is “needed” as a buffer from the highway and for wildlife. She wrote often of the felons and prisoners that they invited into their home as if it were the most normal thing to do, but then said she hated herself and felt she was misguided for bringing her atheist mom to live with them, writing that she doubted whether or not her mother would ever change and questioning if she should keep giving her second chances. The author mentions her neighbor’s dog a million times (how much her kids loved the dog and how much it opened the door into her neighbor’s world), but she makes light of her ordeal in dealing with a different neighbor’s dying cat (joking with her family about whether or not there was enough space in the freezer to keep it until the owners get home and leaving it alone for almost a whole day bleeding on the floor without calling a vet). She then pats herself on the back with the statement that if they didn’t love their neighbors they wouldn’t be making space in their freezer for a dead cat. I was appalled at her whole description of that situation; I can’t imagine what the owners would think if they ever read it. The inconsistently in her arguments and attitudes was frustrating, especially because the tone in which she stated her opinions came off as so smug.
Butterfield writes of the strained relationship she had with her mom, who eventually did make some sort of profession of faith in the days before her death. It’s always encouraging to hear of an example of someone so opposed to Christ being changed, but I disagreed with the author’s reflections on the matter. She writes that it was being on her deathbed that brought her mom to the point of salvation and, while I don’t dispute that God used that in her life, she then goes on to say that not everyone can come to Christ in the “fullness of life,” but anyone can come to Christ on their deathbed. Because she believed that her mom needed to be made physically weak in order understand her frailty and spiritual need, she makes a claim that I think (perhaps inadvertently) denies the sovereignty of God over anyone’s heart at ANY time – perceived strength or not. She adds that her mom's salvation "changed the past" and made her suffering a mark of God’s providence. What if her mom had not been saved? Does her suffering lose all meaning? Does not God make sense of all suffering whether or not those who have hurt us become saved in the end? These thoughts are, I think, the outcome of an attempt to process the situation emotionally, not theologically.
The author's writing style quickly wore me down and I was very impatient for the book to conclude (which I’m sure plays a part in my overall reception of it). I found that she often took a paragraph -or two- to communicate one sentence’s worth of material. Her flowery, emotional language was too dramatic, seeking for a reaction, and, in my opinion, self-congratulating for me. It felt like she was trying too hard to be poetic and there were times where I think it got in the way of whatever message she was trying to communicate. I ended up with the feeling that she likes to write more than she likes to communicate anything in particular which resulted in this book being so much longer than it needed to be (in my opinion). In a recommendation I recently received for her book Secret Thoughts of an Unlikely Convert she was praised for being a great writer so my impatience with her style is somewhat a matter of taste. Others may appreciate her style as warm and descriptive.
Her style of speaking also made it harder for me to get through the book. Not realizing at first that the author is the reader of the audiobook, I originally thought the reader of the audiobook was party to blame for the sensation that I was being scolded for my naive, conservative Christian perspective that ignorantly sees others as evil and has to be enlightened by someone who has come from the "other side" as to how to treat people. Learning that the author is the reader about halfway through made it more difficult for me to get past her often smug-sounding tone and the fact that apparently she's reading it exactly the way she wants it understood - disdain and all. Her communication style just came off as reprimanding me and bragging about her and, combined with the slow pace, I think I would have been much better off reading the text myself.
Despite everything I struggled to appreciate about this book, I was impressed by their lifestyle (I’m not sure that wasn’t part of the point of the book), but the author really didn’t leave much room for the possibility that not everyone is called to live like they do. There are some very brief caveats in the conclusion (like being on the same page with your spouse), but they are counteracted by her criticism of anyone who isn’t making their entire lifestyle revolve around her idea of hospitality. In a few different chapters she relates stories of her childhood in which she struggled and she wonders, “Did I have Christian neighbors who could have helped? Who knew?” This seems, in part, to fuel her desire to reach out to her neighbors and I think that’s great, but I also know that God’s plan for her life was designed specifically for her good and his glory and that the supposed absence of Christian neighbors getting involved was not God’s plan being thwarted, nor should that thought drive us into an unhealthy obsession with trying to save everyone through “radical” hospitality. God has clearly blessed and equipped Butterfield to reach out in kindness and service to her neighbors in a unique way and God is to be praised for everything he brings out of that effort. Her example is one way in which a believer has been influenced by God (through their hardships, their education, their family of origin, their marriage, their physical surroundings, etc.) to serve him. I felt that she missed the point that God is doing this all over the world in ways that may look very different (even “radically” different) from how God is using her. Her attempt to relate everything back to hospitality got to feel like a justification for how they choose to live more than an encouragement to think biblically about how each believer should use their gifts in this particular area.
I understand that the author has had quite the transformation (coming out of lesbianism when she got saved) and I am thankful that she is willing to write about her testimony and I think God is glorified in her heart for serving others. I don’t doubt that she will influence many and that God will continue to use her to further his kingdom. However, there were so many little digs at the way other people (mostly Christians) think and act that, even though she writes with the inclusive "we" when speaking of Christians, I sensed that she didn't really feel a part of those Christians who don't understand things like she does. I admit that Christians need to be confronted about these issues and that I have a lot to learn about how to love as Christ loved, but between her off-putting tone, rigid opinions of exactly what hospitality is, stretchy Biblical interpretation and inconsistent judgments, I did not enjoy the book. Nevertheless, it has given some food for thought about being intentional with my neighbors and, as mentioned above, there were a handful of thoughts that I appreciated.