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The day Lacey Sturm planned to kill herself was the day her grandmother forced her to go to church, a place Lacey thought was filled with hypocrites, fakers, and simpletons. The screaming match she had with her grandmother was the reason she went to church. What she found there was the Reason she is alive today. With raw vulnerability, this hard rock princess tells her own story of physical abuse, drug use, suicide attempts, and more--and her ultimate salvation. She asks the hard questions so many young people are asking--Why am I here? Why am I empty? Why should I go on living?--showing readers that beyond the temporary highs and the soul-crushing lows there is a reason they exist and a purpose for their lives. She not only gives readers a peek down the rocky path that led her to become a vocalist in a popular hardcore band, but she shows them that the same God is guiding their steps today.
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I'm highly impressed with this story. I saw this book on the Mardel bargain shelf and simply couldn't leave it behind. I think I instinctively knew is was going to be a winner of a book. I don't care for hard rock music, but I do love a good, inspiring testimony, and Lacey's testimony is so great! She went through the wringer in her girlhood and was ready to commit suicide from much too early an age. Her loving explanation of how God loves us enough to not leave us enjoying our sin was an excellent way to put things. He doesn't wish evil to us, and living a God-honoring life is not meant to harm us.
I also deeply appreciated that the book is clean. Instead of focusing on the mire of the life she lived in, she made brief statements like “I wanted to get high” rather than including a gratuitous description of how she went about doing that. She mentioned other things of a similar sort; what she never succumbed to doing was to sensationalize her story. It's simply and beautifully told, dwelling on her thoughts and feelings rather than on the gutter she was forced to live in.
My only gripe is that the Hs are not capitalized when referring to God.
I'd feel comfortable giving this book to young ladies of almost any age, especially teens.