I got The Poisonwood Bible way back during birthday week and finally got around to reading it a few days ago. I finished yesterday and my brain almost exploded. In a good way. I love when I read a book and know it'll stick with me. Lately, more times than I'd care to admit, I read filler books. Quick but entertaining stories that don't mean anything in the long run (like watching a Lifetime movie. It's all good but not really substantial, you know?), so diving into something like this again was awesome.
There were parts where I laughed out loud, bawled my eyes out, and passages I underlined and made notes next to.
Barbara Kingsolver is an amazing author. Even after all that, I can't say that this is my favorite book or even in my top 3 (top 5 perhaps), but it for sure made me think. It left me with so many huge+unanswerable questions:
How can there be so much over abundance here and so much need there?
Why do women stay with abusive husbands and fathers for so long?
How can women be seen as something to lust after and need but, in the same hour, be treated as sub par and worthless?
And like a million more that I filled the pages of my journal with. Safe to say, I've been Googling Congo history like a mad woman.
ALSO: This book made me want to read Little Women again! I try to re-read it every year (all time fave book) and I guess I'll be getting an early start this time.