The Choosing by Rachelle Dekker: A review

I just spent the last two hours finishing a book.

To put it more simply, I just wasted two hours.

Perhaps I’ll give a more in-depth review of the book tomorrow, but for now I’ll just briefly go over what was terribly wrong with it. Basically, it was a fictional Christian book called The Choosing, by Rachelle Dekker; a book about a young lady finding her identity in the midst of a disturbed dystopian society.

First, unless we’re talking about Fahrenheit 451 , I’m not a big fan of dystopian novels. There’s too many, and too many authors use the setting as a plot instead of thinking outside the box and using characters to develop a story.

Second, seeing that it was a “Christian” book, I’d expect some themes related to Jesus, right?

Right?

Not at all.

Now, as a writer, and someone who loves stories, I’m fully aware that too many Christian authors have taken Jesus’ story and allegorically told them in a fully variety of cheesy ways. I’m tired of those, too. And for a moment, I was glad that the author of this book didn’t have some character die and come back to life and shove Jesus down people’s throats.

But the author’s version of faith comprised of only the Father and the Holy Spirit and our wonderful identity of being loved and worthy of everything. (If you haven’t felt entitled before by American society, just read the book.)

The real God is only mentioned as “Father” and the Holy Spirit is explained as an inner voice that speaks inside everyone telling them how great they are.

See, this is what bothers me. Because yes, I believe that in Christ and through his loving, amazing sacrifice, we are loved, worthy, and chosen. And only through him are we now in fellowship with the Father and constantly reminded of our new selves and identities by the Holy Spirit.

But the author only shared these half-truths. The whole time I felt like she was withholding something so valuable, something so tangible, only to never let it out.

It makes my heart ache when this truth is left out, when the Truth is left out; when so many people are only given a snippet of the Father’s real love.

Mind you, this is Rachelle Dekker’s first book. And hey, she has a lot to live up to compared to her father, Ted Dekker,who is one of my favorite authors. But I hope she understands this simple fact:

The most beautiful thing about life is that we aren’t deserving of anything because of our sinful actions, yet we’ve been given so much through Jesus’ selfless actions. To lean too far on either side is detrimental to one’s life. If you feel worthless because of your sins, you’re locked away in selflessness to your own faults. And if you feel entitled and worthy of everything, well, you’re just as selfish and prideful.

Jesus does provide identity, which I think is what Dekker was going for in her book. I just wish she had thought through it more and really shared the truth about Christ’s amazing love.

 

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