Brandon is a personal friend, and the man I know in real life is the man you will meet in these pages. He is completely honest and very raw, and he's also an excellent writer. If you love memoirs, or if you're curious about a gay man's experience in evangelicalism, or if you like stories about spiritual journeys that don't end in a neat package, this would be a good one to pick up. 

Initial thoughts after finishing: reading this is like drinking a cup of cold water on a hot day. 

It's bracing, pastoral, respectful, clear, intelligent, and points to Christ as all in all. 

Not Evangelicalism, not political parties, not denominations, not racism, misogyny, or theological differences, not tribalism, not Christian nationalism, not moral relativism that will excuse anything in order to "win."

He succinctly rebukes the many evils of Evangelicalism as it stands today, and his pastoral heart shines through in every exhortation and opportunity to repent. 

I cried. I laughed. I was angry and shocked at times. I felt seen always. Or more like - I felt not crazy. And by the end I felt hopeful. Not for the "rise of Evangelicalism" but for a rebirth and repentance of the Church, wherever that may lead.