Bruce Wilson; Coventry Press, 2019, (p155) ISBN 9780648566144
Bless You Heart Attack for Being in My Life: Wrestling with Death, Health, Self & Spirit
When the editor asked if I might be interested in reviewing this book, the first half of the title was almost enough to turn me off. Fortunately, I recognised the name of the author, whose earlier challenging and thoughtful book Can God Survive in Australia? Iu2019d read and appreciated decades ago.
Iu2019m glad I put my hand up to read Bruce Wilsonu2019s latest book. It was written out of the harrowing experience several years ago of a badly misdiagnosed heart attack, and the subsequent surgery that saved his life but with 50/50 odds of killing him, leaving him seriously and permanently physically diminished.
As it happens, the title comes from that great Russian writer Alexander Solzhenitsyn, whose Gulag Archipelago contains this passage:
Bless you prison, bless you for being in my life. For there, lying on the rotten prison straw, I came to realise that the object of life is not prosperity as we are made to believe, but the maturity of the human soul.
Wilsonu2019s background
Bruce Wilson describes himself as u201csociologist, theologian and Anglican bishopu201du2014and a physically active oneu2014but stepped aside from his episcopal role at a relatively early age to specialise in offering psychological and spiritual guidance to pastors and other clergy.
That background shapes his reflections, the brutally honest insights he offers on his own experiences, and his insights on the challenges of frailty and of forgiveness. As the theologian who wrote the foreword puts it, u201cWilson invites us beyond a widespread spiritual childishnessu2026to a spiritual childlikeness, showing us what it means to beu2026adult children of Godu201d.
A book for all
In some ways, it is a curious mix of a book. At one level I imagine it might be particularly valuable to those people, men in particular, who are recovering from a serious attack themselves, or are supporting and/or ministering to those who are. But, more generally, the book has something for us all, offering (but not in some self-help way) the challenge to re-examine quite what matters in life.
Eventually, really dark times challenge almost all of us in different, often quite unexpected, ways. In 2020, whou2019d have imagined the utter disruption, and the huge losses for many, of the coronavirus. As the author states, u201chow we respond to major afflictions in our lives is either our making or our breakingu201d. Traumas donu2019t leave us unchanged, and Bruce Wilson offers his, sometimes searing, reflections on the discoveries on his own journey in the years since the heart attack.
He reminds us that the gospel doesnu2019t offer an escape from the dark times and deep waters, but yet points us, draws us, constantly towards the oneu2014Christu2014who suffered for us and for our salvation.
Focusing on what really matters
Wilson ends his book looping back to the theme of his much-earlier book, noting u201cthe sorrow I carry for Australia u2013 and Western Culture in general u2013 is for its increasing spiritual emptiness. Almost it seems in proportion to our expanded capacity in the physical world we have become dim-witted and crippled in the spiritual worldu201d.
What the writer boldly describes as the u2018blessingu2019 of his heart attack offers something for anyone who will pick up his book and read itu2014anyone who will seek to focus first on the author and perfecter of our faith, and on the things of God, even as we live now in this world of physical abundance and spiritual emptiness, and of frailty and mortality.
Wilson points us to the Father whose promise is of a new heaven and new earth, where disease and death, sickness and suffering are no longer. And he challenges us to live now knowing that whether we live or whether we die, we live for the Lord.
Reviewer: Michael Reddell
