Stepping Heavenward is a semi-autobiographical novel about a young woman’s spiritual growth from her teens through her twenties. Lots of people really love this book, including Elisabeth Elliot, who wrote that she suggested this book to men to better understand their wives.
This perplexes me, because I did not love this book, nor even particularly like it. I certainly would never recommend it to a man, given that men tend to have an even lower threshold for treacly 1800s stuff than I do.
The book is not completely awful, and there were points where I thought “Oh yes, this is similar to my experience” but those points were fewer than I expected. I felt like the book was a lot of repetition, hand wringing, people getting sick, characters introduced and then dying, etc.
Huge caveat: I read this book mostly in snatches at night while nursing a baby and I’m woefully sleep deprived. The 1800s were certainly fraught with sudden sicknesses and death. Our spiritual struggles are often repetitious, and goodness knows I am personally prone to hand wringing. Spiritual growth is a personal thing and differs from person to person, so perhaps (and apparently) this book would appeal more to some people than to others. I feel bad about reviewing it negatively because it’s the sort of book I ought to like.
Have you read Stepping Heavenward? If so, what did you like about it?