This week I finished Hillbilly Elegy, a gripping memoir by J.D. Vance. Vance tells the story of growing up in Ohio and Eastern Kentucky, in America’s Rust Belt.
The book provides an unflinching description of a poor Appalachian family of Scots-Irish descent who faces disappearing coal and steel jobs, the scourge of highly addictive drugs, and deeply entrenched cycles of family dysfunction and violence.
It sounds grim, but it is also a tale of fierce love, hard work and heroic solidarity. In other words, the family that raised Vance is complicated.
All families are complicated.
This Sunday, we are going to be talking about the skeletons everyone has in their family closets.
What do they say about us? Why do we hide them? How can we pry their bony fingers from our hearts?
It all sounds a bit Halloweenish, but I promise you: the News is Good!
See you in worship,