A year ago together, Kristina and I decided to pull one of our books from sale. Some of you noticed and have asked where it went. At first we wanted to make some minor adjustments. Then we wanted to make major adjustments. And now we have decided to remove it from publication permanently. We feel we need to explain and to offer, in a small way, reparation for having written and promoted this book.
So, for our long-time readers and friends, go get a cuppa and join us as we share our hearts and what led to this decision.
Both our families are part of a small homeschool co-op. Small, meaning just four families at its largest. We teach our children from curriculum and programs we write a lot of the times. It’s how we have poured so much faith and love and our values into our kids over the past 5 years. Three years ago, we decided to teach church history. I had the idea to start from the Protestant Reformation and follow historical revivals to modern day, teaching a hymn or a worship song with each segment.
I wrote it. We taught it. Then we decided to release it. We put it in book format and set it loose. It was called Sounds of Revival.
And it tanked. Like miserably. We had poured so much work into it and it had amazing endorsements, including some very well-known and respected Christian leaders and historians. Of all the books and curriculum we have written, none have done as poorly as this book.
Around the first anniversary of its release I wrote a piece on why everyone should celebrate the Reformation. It was light-hearted and meant in a spirit of fun. It included beer. A reader lovingly and courageously challenged the post. She said, lovingly, but without apology, that we should not be celebrating disunity. That a schism in the Body of Christ is not something to rejoice over, but rather something to be grieved. We didn’t get it. Her, very appropriate chastisement went over our heads. Perhaps she prayed for our eyes to be opened, for from that moment the Holy Spirit painted a bulls eye on us.
At every turn we were faced with an unending barrage of truth. Kristina and I would call each other or pour out our hearts to one another over coffee. What was the Lord doing? The other side of Church history found its way into our hands. The narrative we had learned since we were babies about how the “Reformation” went down, was simply not as cut-and-dried as we had been told. And soon our spirits were as grieved with the Reformation as our dear reader’s was. We realized that it was not something we could celebrate.
Jesus, in his High Priestly prayer in John 17, prays “My prayer is not for them alone. I pray also for those who will believe in me through their message, that all of them may be one, Father, just as you are in me and I am in you. May they also be in us so that the world may believe that you have sent me. I have given them the glory that you gave me, that they may be one as we are one— I in them and you in me—so that they may be brought to complete unity. Then the world will know that you sent me and have loved them even as you have loved me.”
Jesus’ heart from the very beginning was unity. Perfect, complete unity. Not in an invisible sense (like someday in the sweet by-and-by we’ll be unified), but in a visible and tangible sense. The 40,000+ denominations since the “Reformation” is not unity. And it has broken our hearts in the past year. We get it now. And to say we are sad about it is an understatement. To say that we regret writing the book is an understatement.
This past year on what we formerly called “Reformation Day” Kristina and I got together, prayed the Rosary for the healing of the wound in the Body of Christ and then had a celebration of Sacred Music–from the Early Church to today.
Now we understand why the Lord kept the book hidden and had it sell so poorly. It was not consistent with His heart, His most Sacred Heart.
In the future we hope to write a new Church History curriculum for our children. One that is actually true to history, that is compassionate, inclusive, and has the true heart of Revival–which is all men drawn to Jesus–keeping the unity of the Spirit in the bond of peace. (Ephesians 4:3)
We are on a new path, an ancient path and all we can do is trust the Lord and His direction. In the words of John Henry Newman:
God has created me to do him some definite service. He has committed some work to me which he has not committed to another. I have my mission. I may never know it in this life, but I shall be told it in the next. I am a link in a chain, a bond of connection between persons. He has not created me for naught. I shall do good–I shall do his work. I shall be an angel of peace, a preacher of truth in my own place while not intending it, if I do but keep his commandments. Therefore I will trust him, whatever I am, I can never be thrown away. If I am in sickness, my sickness may serve him. In perplexity, my perplexity may serve him. If I am in sorrow, my sorrow may serve him. He does nothing in vain. He knows what he is about. He may take away my friends. He may throw me among strangers. he may make me feel desolate, make my spirits sink, hide my future from me–still, HE KNOWS WHAT HE IS ABOUT.
Please stick around the Provision Room, we are the same quirky girls–just a little more humble and with hearts a lot softened by a confrontation with Jesus.
A year ago together, Kristina and I decided to pull one of our books from sale. Some of you noticed and have asked where it went. At first we wanted to make some minor adjustments. Then we wanted to make major adjustments. And now we have decided to remove it from publication permanently. We feel […]