Not my usual reading material, but try new things and all that. Granted, as this book is inspirational fiction it isn't really directed at an atheist like me, but if I only read things written by people exactly like me I'd be reading a lot less. I still find it hard to separate belief from response, though. See, if it weren't for one thing this might be a three star read from me: if I don't appreciate the religious emphasis as much as the more intended audience might, it's still a well-told story that moves along at a decent pace, with sympathetic characters (all but the horrible mother, who's the antagonist no one is supposed to like). The three sisters, survivors of extreme child abuse, are all doing their best to support each other and I did enjoy that.
But when the most-abused of them is told, quite seriously, that her childhood prayers for help and safety were refused by God because he loved her, well, that's when I call bullshit. If a human man was fully aware of the horror of Kristina's life and did nothing, we'd be all for sending him to jail as an accessory to child abuse, and to call this choice not to act an expression of love? Yeah, fuck right off with that. My instinctive reaction to that particular conversation is so revolted that it dragged down the rest of the story for me.