I hope this note finds you bearing well enough the horrors of the moment, borrowing hope from good books and friends.

This note has been a long time in the making – and it accompanies news about the memoir I’d intended to write before the end of the world as we know it.

The book tells the story of a mental health break I suffered in my first year of divinity school, of the onset of debilitating symptoms that went untreated for years – and how I found a path to healing – and a more capacious vision of the Christian life – on the analyst’s couch. It’s perhaps an unlikely story for an evangelical who cleaved to God’s promises to bless. But I think you’ll find it refreshing, I hope you will – a spiritual memoir that aspires to be fearless and beautiful, that holds back no terror and is sometimes funny. 

A long time in the making – but perhaps, in the end, a book that aptly suits the fears and uncertainties of the present age.

Thanks for dipping in.

Charles Marsh