This post first appeared as a guest post for Anita Mathias’ excellent blog, Dreaming Beneath the Spires. You can check it out here.
When I was twelve, I was asked to give a book review to the rest of the class. It was supposed to be on our favourite book. Lots of other girls stood up and talked about Black Beauty, Charlotte’s Webb, Enid Blyton books.
When it was my turn, I went to the front of the class. I normally dreaded speaking in front of a group, but though I was nervous, I spoke passionately about my favourite book. It was not like the others, and when I finished, I could see that the class and teacher were not sure how they were supposed to react.
The book was ‘Joni’, by Joni Eareckson-Tada. It is the autobiography of a Christian who was paralysed from the neck down after a diving accident at the age of seventeen, and how she comes to terms with her disability. The story gripped me from the beginning; how would I respond if I were in that situation? It was fascinating because of the emotional complexities that she explored: her hope, her disappointment, her depression, her relationship with God. I also loved it for its outcome: a happy ending that was not dependent on her healing but on her outlook and trust in God.
Twenty years on, and I now find myself disabled and encountering similar emotional and spiritual wrestlings. I wonder at my twelve-year-old self choosing that book above all the others. Could it be that God placed that book prophetically in my heart?
As I think back now, it is not so much the words that leave the impression in my mind but the pictures. She is an immensely talented artist, and (re)learned to paint using only her mouth, holding the paintbrush in her teeth. Her paintings are detailed and beautiful.
As I look at them now, I see not only the aesthetic artistry of the images, but the beauty of suffering. This is the hidden, powerful beauty that comes from painstaking discipline and endurance. There is meaning and value and depth and intention in every stroke of the brush.
Her character is as her paintings; beauty wrought from affliction. My twelve-year old self saw that a little; I now see it more. I look at those pictures, and it gives me hope.
Hebrews talks about being surrounded by a ‘great cloud of witnesses’, those Old Testament heroes and heroines of the faith who inspire us to ‘run with perseverance the race marked out for us’ (Heb 12:1). We all need the example of great women and men of God who have gone before us, who can help us to keep our eyes fixed on Jesus. Joni is definitely in my ‘cloud of witnesses’. Who is in yours?
Over to you:
- What Christian books have made an impact on you?
- Who’s in your ‘cloud of witnesses’?
Joni’s books are all excellent and well worth checking out. Her autobiography can be purchased here (from the US) or from your local Christian bookshop. Her website, Joni and friends (ministry among disabled) can be seen here.