Monday, December 12, 2011

(605) Women of the Gobi by Kate James



Publisher: Pluto Press, Australia

There is something lyrical about the way Kate wrote. She sounded almost wistful, at times. It is a case of almost there, but not quite.


She grew up in the missionary field, being MK -- missionary kids of parents either running guest house or being house parents of a boarding school in India.


Then her parents brought her back to metropolitan Australia in her mid teens. It must have been hard. Culture shock, technology shock, and whatever else. I dare say she finds her thinking different from mainstream Australian teenagers.


Yet she finds herself tracing the footsteps of three missionary women across the Gobi Desert in her adulthood. What makes her do it? An inner search? Those three British women traveled by cart, Kate traveled by local buses. The missionary stayed in rented abodes but Kate frequented hotels she selected almost in a random manner. The missionary risked their very lives and actually escaped Boxer Rebellion by the skin of their teeth, Kate was really sick from eating unusual local food on the street....


Was the trip all that she set out to anticipate? Did it help her in finding out more about herself? What would the trip do? Add or subtract from the faith she claimed she lack? Or did she really lack the faith she perceived her parents to have? Or could it be that she does have some faith, but it was deep within, but not quite enough for her to live the sort of life she would like to? I find myself wavering, perhaps you should locate the book and find out for yourself.

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