I read Accidental Saints a few years ago and fell in love Nadia Bolz-Weber. Specifically, I love her theology and I think about some of her stories all the time. It’s mostly the idea of being lovingly released from an obligation and accepting that you will be let down by people in a relationship but that it’s okay. I know, I read them in the wrong order but I have a feeling I’d be forgiven and it’s really the right order for me.
This is definitely a memoir but I don’t think I can go so far as to say that it is simply about her process of becoming a pastor, or of getting clean, or of starting her church. This is the story of her shifts in perspective and faith that brought her to those places and to make those decisions.
As before, Weber’s faith floored me many times. It’s in the little things, like the shifts of perspective. She shares moments that she is ashamed of or hurt by because she understands the transformative nature of what happened when she went through those things. I understand more after reading this why she had to write Accidental Saints and I am grateful that she did. Honestly, it’s among the books I’d love to reread some time as will this one be.
I also love her feminism and the way she handles things. She’s a powerhouse and I’m glad she’s on our side. That goes for both Christianity and feminism. If that sentiment sounds confusing, just read one of her books and it will be painfully obvious. Really, just read her books either way because she’s phenomenal.