Call of A Coward by Marcia Moston
Call of A Coward: The God of Moses and the Middle-Class Housewife by Marcia Moston grabbed my attention from the list of books Thomas Nelson had available to review. I am happy to report that the book lives up to the honesty of it’s name. One of the most striking things about this book is Moston’s openness in sharing her own heart with the reader. Her husband Bob visited Guatemala on a missions trip and Marcia had a lingering thought in the back of her mind that he would come back wanting to move there. The quote at the very beginning of the book sums up her story well: The problem with promising God you’ll follow him wherever he leads is that you just might have to go. I supsect it would be easier if you were certain of his calling– like stepping out the door and seeing the lilac bush on fire and hearing a voice commanding you. But when it’s your husband who is delivering the message– well, that leaves a little room for wonder. At least that’s how I felt when my husband rocked my comfortable, middle-class afternoon with his belief that God was calling us to pack up and move to a Mayan village in Guatemala.
Moston’s writing is a little bit different than many other missionary autobiographies I have read. She is writing to communicate primarily the struggle in her own heart and how God changed her heart. She does talk about the difficult logistics of daily life but that is not her focus. It was both refreshing and convicting to read an account that was introspective. Moston wrestled with where her heart landed on simple daily issues and also in larger picture applications. The combination of soul searching and vision makes Call of a Coward stand out. There was not guilt tripping about one’s own heart: just frank dealing with the author’s own. I think the book was much more impacting that way. Delivered through daily often humorous anecdotes, Moston shows her struggle of faith in the daily little things.
One of my favorite examples is the story about an older woman watching Moston through her window. Moston at first was thankful for the opportunity to illustrate her faith then the lady stole some expensive wood from h er yard. Moston describes the following conversation in her mind: “Stealing is stealing,” my ethic said. “But I have much more than she does,” my conscience said. “I am not a socialist,” my analyst offered. “No, but you are a Christian,” my heart responded. by that time the woman had long gone. (page 97) Simple, daily, and no big “you should” application to others. It was also fun that it took place in a Mayan culture. I was fascinated by Mayan culture as a kid after reading Incans Aztecs Mayans. Reading this book made me want to track down that one.
I do recommend this book. Thank you Thomas Nelson for the chance to read and review it. I enjoyed it. A real woman in a real place with a real heart. Read it! At 184 pages it is a quick read that will leave you challenged but encouraged.
Disclaimer: I received a free copy of this book from Thomas Nelson Publishers in exchange for completing a review. I was not required to write a positive review. The opinion here is my own.