I am struggling to figure out what to say about Mary Doria Russell's The Sparrow. It was a re-read for me, but somehow this book never gets less shocking and enchanting; able to make me gasp, cry, and laugh. There is so much in it. So much horror, so much sorrow, so much joy, so much of the human life and experience. I love this book so much. So, so much.
It seeks to answer some of the most complex questions of Christianity: What happens when your faith is shaken by adversity? Can you rebuild? Where was God when it happened?
And it does it with a sweeping beauty and grace that I haven't seen equaled in any book that also includes aliens, discussions of linguistics, and a crash course in Jesuit hierarchy. I cannot think of a better, more nuanced book that feeds me spiritually like The Sparrow does. Thank goodness a lady from church recommended it to me.
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