Welch's writing is skillful, compelling, immediately engaging, and authentic. Her perspective surprised me several times because she provided an outsider's view on aspects of evangelical Christian culture that I take for granted. For example:
- She didn't know she could just walk into a church service. She thought that she had to be invited, or that she had to take a class first or something.
- At one point, she observes that she's enjoying singing the music during the church services "even though it had no artistic merit". The observation threw me for a loop, because the concept of artistic merit seemed entirely orthogonal to the concept of music that's intended to get people into worshipping God. It had never even occurred to me before to evaluate contemporary evangelical music in that light, and I realized that Welch is right: it doesn't have any artistic merit. Usually, it's not very challenging to sing so there's not a lot of scope for artists' interpretations, the melodies are predictable, the themes are endlessly repeated, most of the poetry gets the job done but isn't going to wow anyone with its sophisticated allusions, etc. I realized that since the whole goal of modern church music is to get the focus off the creature (i.e., the artist) and on the Creator, I'm okay with the lack of artistic merit...because I also agreed with Welch's observation that's fun to sing.
- She was frustrated with the way that Christians responded to her prayer requests for friends and family who were struggling with something. Whenever she asked for prayer for someone, the Christians would always ask whether the person was saved and then the prayer would be along the lines of, "Lord, please use these difficult circumstances in this person's life to draw them salvation," instead of just hearing the request and asking for the person's struggle to be relieved. She felt like the Christians had a conversion agenda instead of a genuine care for meeting people where they were at.
- She went on a short-term mission trip with a church group and one of the Christians on the trip brought a concealed handgun went they went out to share the gospel with people on the street. (Okay, note: I don't take this last one for granted! I was utterly shocked that someone would do that!)
Welch was brutally honest about her own struggles with belief. At one key point in the penultimate chapter, when she's out on the mission trip, she witnesses what she perceives to be a genuine conversion--or at least, a life-transforming moment of some kind. She stumbles away from that encounter a bit stunned, not sure what she saw or felt in the presence of that conversion, and she tries to explain it away, to tie it up neatly in a box that is consistent with the rest of her secular belief system, but she can't quite. At one point she comes out and explicitly states that she doesn't want to be awed. She's fighting a sense of awe at the encounter and she purposely turns away from it, although not without some effort.
I found the honesty refreshing and I'm grateful that Welch wrote this book. I hope I get to meet her someday; I bet her conversation would be fascinating.