I grew up with a wonderful set of parents, I was one of the lucky ones. So many stories surround the dysfunctional aspects of childhood, the damaged people who survive and their fight to find themselves and find their way back to a place of balance. Many of these stories involve the journey to find the love of their lost faith, Doxology is one of these books.
This story is about more than simple familial dysfunction. It is tale of fathers, sons and brothers and a journey back to home to find the lost ties that are of this faith that is so deeply rooted in family. It is a story of these men and the ties that bind them together. Living with a southern man, I can say that food is one way that has always bound his family together. Geoff is an Atheist so faith and belief do not play a part in his life. But come Sunday evening when he is with his family, even if he was not at the church pew that morning, he can be found breaking bread with them all.
It is the same with my family, we may not agree with our varying beliefs and how we practice them. Or agree with how to raise our children or how we live our lives. But we can all agree to sit down and share a meal. To share our love for each other, to feel the warmth that is not just in the bread we are breaking but in our hearts because despite it all we are family.
One of the beauties of self publishing is that the gatekeeper has been fired. In this new world of books made possible by the internet, no one is left to guard the door. To tell the reader what is what. This state of affairs may introduce an element of confusion for dogmatic readers, but the good news is, new breeds of literature are being created.