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Mar 23, 2010
| ISBN 9780385666527
Aug 18, 2009
| ISBN 9780307372536
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Mar 23, 2010 | ISBN 9780385666527
Aug 18, 2009 | ISBN 9780307372536
In this invaluable contribution to the continuing debate about religious belief, David Adams Richards offers an exhilaratingly fresh perspective and a voice more impassioned, heartfelt, and sometimes furious, than anything written about God by an atheist. David Adams Richards, one of Canada’s most beloved and celebrated authors, has been wrestling with questions of morality, faith, and religion ever since he was a child. They have always informed his fiction. Now he examines their role in his own life and spells out his own belief, in what is his most self-revealing work to date. With characteristic honesty, Richards charts his rocky relationship with his cradle Catholicism, his battles with personal demons, his encounters with men who were proud to be murderers, and the many times in his life when he has been witness to what he unapologetically calls miracles. In this subtly argued, highly personal polemic, David Adams Richards insists that the presence of God cannot be denied, and that many of those who espouse atheism also know that presence, though they would not admit it to anyone — including themselves. Every follower of today’s battle between faith and atheism, and every lover of David Adams Richards’ superb fiction, will find God Is revelatory. “I believe that all of us, even those who are atheists, seek God — or at the very least not one of us would be unhappy if God appeared and told us that the universe was actually His creation. Oh, we might put Him on trial for making it so hard, and get angry at Him, too, but we would be very happy that He is here. Well, He is.” Questions of faith, morality, the role of unseen forces in our destinies, have been central to the fiction of David Adams Richards. Now he directly addresses what these questions have meant to him in his own life, and what he has come firmly to believe. He has always been a courageous and uncompromisingly honest writer — but never more so than here.
Born in 1950 in Newcastle, New Brunswick, David Adams Richards was the third of William and Margaret Richards’ six children. He found his calling at the age of fourteen, after reading Oliver Twist, and embarked on a life of extraordinary… More about David Adams Richards
Atlantic Independent Booksellers’ Choice Award
Our first child was adopted because we were sidetracked to go to Saint John instead of moving to Toronto. And by that time both of us had given up on the idea of ever having children. We were on our way to Toronto, and drove to Saint John to say goodbye to my brother and nieces, when my brother suddenly convinced us to buy a house in Saint John. We did this because we were at loose ends, with no thought of having a fixed place to stay. Most of our lives we have had no fixed place. But it was because of this sudden and seemingly impulsive decision that gave us our own house that we were able to adopt our first child, which we would never have done if we had phoned to say goodbye as we had intended, instead of driving down. We were in Saint John only four or five months when a phone call came out of nowhere one day, and suddenly our first child came into our life. We are far from perfect parents. But I will guarantee my friend this—there were no other parents in the world our first child was meant to have. And, mistakes aside, no one could love him even an eighth as much as we do, ever at all! I suppose our second child is even more proof that this condition, where we do not know, and cannot decide, is a true and absolute condition that implores us to rely on faith, even if it is so often in hindsight.
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