I have never met Olive Twist, but this writer spent much of her life in near proximity to my hometown. Outside of our mutual faith in Christ, that may be the only thing we shared in common as children.
I have read much from Olive at her site and have always been intrigued by her unique writing style and passion for the wounded, but had no clue to all that resided behind her ink.
Our childhoods were polar opposites, and it is excruciatingly painful to read of hers in light of my own.
I needed this book. I needed to know of this author’s life. I believe much of our world needs to hear Olive’s story too.
Both those like me who take so much for granted and the many who live similar lives as Olive did need to read of this inspiring child of God whose difficult and often tragic paths were always traveling to someplace special, right into the arms of a loving Savior and Lord.
Should you choose to read Olive’s words, you will weep… often. You will find yourself examining your own heart and asking why I don’t do more for the hurting children in our world.
In her chapter titled, “Breakable,” Olive writes, “Some people say that God never puts burdens on people that are too heavy for them. That is a cruel myth… People are breaking every day. Hearts are not shatterproof.”
Olive Twist’s autobiography, “This World is not My Home: A Spiritual Journey” is packed with challenging thoughts and uncomfortable life situations. Both emotional and physical abuse became as normal as breathing for her and her siblings. Running away helped very little, for a world awaited a pre-teen child with the generous offering of alcohol, drugs, and promiscuous behavior; more mistreatment.
Throughout her life though, the optimistic Olive knew someone was caring for her. Angels of mercy stepped out of the most unanticipated places, giving care, healing, and most of all, love. She would eventually come to recognize the one behind all of the kind acts, even in the midst of such agony; the suffering Jesus.