I read (Fr) Michael Harding's book in one sitting this morning, and it is some read. It is not for the faint hearted, and is for a former priest almost a confessional, but seemingly ending in a redemption of sorts as he contemplates life and death.
Has anyone else wandered down the road with this seeming maverick?
(I should say that I know the guy.)
Staring at Lakes: A Memoir of Love, Melancholy and Magical Thinking: Michael Harding: 9781444743494: Amazon.com: Books