Jesus, My Father, The CIA, and Me: A Memoir. . . of Sorts by Ian Morgan Cron had me laughing, crying and thinking for days. The only thing that’s bugging me is I can’t decide which of Cron’s books I like better. A couple of weeks ago, I read and reviewed Chasing Francis: A Pilgrim’s Tale, and it has stuck with me too.
“Jesus, My Father, The CIA, and Me: A Memoir…of Sorts” tells the story of what it was like for Cron to grow up the son of an alcoholic. It’s also a look back at life Greenwich, Connecticut a generation ago, and how times have changed.
Cron’s remembrances of life as an altar boy had me in stiches. The kindness and wisdom of Father Durcan had me in tears.
In many ways, Cron reminds me John Shelby Spong, (but I hope I don’t tick anyone off by saying that.) Cron isn’t afraid to ask deep questions. He’s not afraid to think. He’s not intent on pegging God down and boxing God up into a neat and tidy definition. (But I might be wrong…)
I got this book for free from Booksneeze in exchange for my honest opinions and review. I look forward to reading many more books by Cron in the future.
- Jesus, My Father, The CIA, and Me (thewritelife2.wordpress.com)
- Chasing Francis….someone send me off to Italy, Please…. (renoanderson.wordpress.com)