I haven't posted yesterday's lesson at the Teaching the Kingdom podcast yet, but hopefully this evening. Time seems to be in much higher demand since before Connor...
So, since I don't have that to plug, I thought I'd tell you about a book that I just finished reading: John Grisham's The Street Lawyer. I don't read as many novels as I used to, more theology these days, but I like taking a break every now and then and reading the back of The Street Lawyer really intruiged me.
After a hostage encounter with homeless man that leads to a violent end, high-powered antitrust attorney Michael Brock develops a conscience about the plight of the homeless, quits his job, and becomes a poverty attorney. Of course, taking a top secret file from the firm that has to do with why his capturer was homeless has a lot to do with that.
The book itself is well-plotted, as most Grisham's that I've read are, but what struck me is something that struck me when I read The Testament back in England last year. Grisham's got a conscience. And a heart. In The Testament, the main character has to search for the sole heir to billions of dollars to discover she's a missionary in South America, and ultimately doesn't want the money. Here, a wealthy attorney gives it all up for helping the poor.
I think the thing that fascinated me the most about The Street Lawyer was the question that I have to ask myself everyday. Would I be willing to give up what I have now to do something like that? With my kids and a stay at home wife who works her tail off, could I do that? Or do I salve my conscience by doing Room in the Inn or giving a five to a homeless guy I see on the street. I don't know, but what I do know is that The Street Lawyer really made me think about this, and that's a sign of good writing.