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"It is good to have an outlaw storyteller like Reynolds Price turn up from time to time to help us reimagine gospel truth." — The Christian Century
"Provocative and insightful." — The Dallas Morning News
"The results of his work are certain to provoke debate. They are also . . . lucid, intelligent, never self-serving." — Booklist
"Full of big questions and persuasive answers." — Kirkus Reviews
This book is the text of an actual letter addressed to the son of longtime dear friends. It was first intended as a brief gift at the time of Harper Peck Voll's baptism in the year 2000 in the church of Saint-Ferdinand des Ternes in Paris. I was not present at that baptism and am not a Roman Catholic, but Harper's parents were kind enough to let me assume the title of honorary godfather. For years now the child has lived some three thousand miles away; and while we've had occasional moments of telephone conversation -- when Harper takes the phone from one of his parents -- I've had to imagine from photographs what sort of person he's becoming.
From the sound of his growing voice and from my first actual memory of seeing him, I've proceeded to expand the initial letter. The first memory is simple but imposing. On the working theory that people are born, to a large extent, ready-formed in personality and character, I've leaned expectantly on the act Harper performed when -- in my wheelchair (which he'd never seen) -- I visited him and his parents in New York. He was only some eighteen months old; but when he glimpsed my rolling chair, he trotted across the large room and employed all his strength in pushing a long coffee table completely out of my way. No one had asked him to do it. From the start, I took that to be a hopeful sign -- his clearing a space for me and the fact that, some months earlier, his first words had been book and soap. At widely separated intervals since the child's baptism, then, I've rethought the gift with slow enthusiasm and have continued to develop it in the intention of arriving at a document that would be genuinely helpful to a friend in his early adult years.
It has seemed feasible to me that, by describing succinctly, and as honestly as I could manage, the advancing line of my own religious life, I might provide a useful sense of how one person's existence shaped itself round an early inexplicable event and moved onward from there till now, the start of my eighth decade. The letter was not intended to be a child's book or even something an adult could read to a child, but I haven't convinced myself that such a gift was pointless.
When I myself was a pre-schoolboy, I received as holiday presents from my father's sisters a few volumes that at first proved incomprehensible to me -- as words on a page, in any case; their illustrations were another story. I stood the books on my parents' bookshelf, though, and mostly thought of them as secrets waiting to unfold before me when I'd earned full access -- that is, when I could read English sentences of some complexity. In its final form here then, Letter to a Godchild is a substantial communication from a family friend to a child who may someday wish, or need, to read it -- perhaps in adolescence or whenever after (few things are more unpredictable than the age at which a particular text may communicate with another human being).
I hope also that numerous other growing children will find it of interest, and even good help, when they're ready to turn to something on this order. Parents themselves, hoping to rear strongly grounded children, might possibly read this account of one person's childhood and youth, and the faith that grew in those years, and gain further awareness of the conditions of environment and training which helped to sustain that man's faith through long decades with their inevitable devastations -- physical, psychic, and intellectual.
Not at all incidentally, it's meant to be of potential use to young men and women who are not Christian and were not reared in such families. Christianity happens to be the tradition in which I first encountered the notion of a creating power in the universe -- an awesome overarching power which appears to witness some of our lives, perhaps all our lives, steadily. But the same creative power which impels my own faith says in various other traditions -- some of them far more ancient than Christianity -- that it has not only certain expectations of human life but that it also offers perhaps bottomless wells of patience and compassion. The Christian tradition is the one in which I continue to acknowledge and negotiate with that Creator, though since my early twenties I've done so outside the walls of an organized church and in ways that might seem heretical to many.
This book, however, is not an attempt to convert anyone to the Christian faith. Far from it. In fact, I'm among the least evangelical souls alive. Thus I hope that Letter to a Godchild may find a place in the thoughts of persons who approach maturity in families that have reared them as Jews, Muslims, Buddhists, Hindus, Christians -- or otherwise, or perhaps without religion altogether. The reality of a single Creator is literally beyond the scope of human description, in words at least.
Yet for those of us accustomed to Western traditions of contemplating ultimate mysteries, the greatest composers of music have offered extended glimpses in the spans of sublimity granted to Bach, Handel, Mozart, the late Beethoven, and the dying young Schubert -- among several others (there is gorgeous earlier Christian music; and while I'm sadly deficient in my knowledge of Asian music, I've heard ragas from India that approach a comparable state of ecstasy; and I assume that there are other such moments of over-reach in the traditions of cultures unknown to me).
Despite the towering limitations on any verbal effort to communicate both the transcendence and the unpredictable approachability of the Creator, I hope that the assertions and questions offered here may prove helpful -- not only to my friend Harper but to any number of readers, especially those who find themselves riding atop baffling conventions (or their own private curiosities) and who hope to clear for themselves a navigable path through the endless and darkening thicket our lives so often seem to be.
RP Copyright ©2006 by Reynolds Price
Price is an author of exceptional insight and has an intuitive grasp on what it means to be human. He also has an unique insight in the why and whatfore of what it means to be a human in search of the eternal networking of man and God.<BR/> I often recommend his novels for the fine crafting of the human struggle that is called life. I also recommend his books of the spiritual life to those who have friends and relatives who have no belief is a divine essence. Price makes believing real and his sharpness of vision a ground in which to explore the meanings of faith.<BR/><BR/>This little book, (only an afternoons read), is so chockful of good stuff you will come back to it again and again. It also is a perfect book to give to a friend who has no faith, because as with all his books on faith, he is never hamhanded nor talks down to his readers. What a better world it would be if other writers and speakers of these issues would be more like Mr. Price.Was this review helpful? Yes NoThank you for your feedback. Report this reviewThank you, this review has been flagged.
Posted May 15, 2006
This beautiful little book is uplifting, superbly written, moving and thought-provoking. It is a wonderful read apart from any ideas about religion or faith. It is about life and humanity and love and nature and kindness and living life it is really about everything. This is one of the most enchanting books ever, one of the most accessible and readable about the subject and a wonderful look at a great American life. It is for young readers and older ones. You MUST read it and give it to everyone you know, care about and love.Was this review helpful? Yes NoThank you for your feedback. Report this reviewThank you, this review has been flagged.
Posted May 18, 2006
Wonderful book! Inspiring, easy read, would love it for a church readers' group and a general readers' group discussion, too. It is so well written. It is such fun to read and at the same time it makes you think and touches you, too.Was this review helpful? Yes NoThank you for your feedback. Report this reviewThank you, this review has been flagged.