Grace-Filled Hope for Women Struggling with Lust and Pornography · Author has been featured on The 700 Club, ABC's Nightline, and CBN · "With audacious honesty and raw emotion, Jessica shows how Jesus meets us in the messiness of our lives."--Sam Black, director of recovery education, Covenant Eyes · Meets an underserved need for resources for Christian women struggling with lust and pornography Lust is a man's problem, right? Wrong. When we see lust as an exclusively male issue, it leaves Christian women with nowhere to turn when they struggle with the same things. They suffer silently and feel like they will never be free. Jessica Harris has been there, and she has made it her mission to break the silence, banish the shame, and bring women's struggles into the light of God's grace and forgiveness. She understands that when you suffer in silence, you are building a wall of shame between yourself and God that God does not desire for you. In this authentic and honest book, she shows women a road map for restoration that answers the question "Is there grace left for me?" with a resounding and emphatic "Yes!" For any woman who desires to escape the pull of lust, pornography, and sexual shame, this book is a refreshing drink of water that will quench the fire within and point the way toward freedom.
EDELSTEIN: There it is; Wallace studies Lipsky studying Wallace while Lipsky labors to find his story. Does all this sound too pointy-headed? "The End Of The Tour" doesn't play that way. Screenwriter Donald Margulies is an accomplished playwright, and he's alert to every subtle, awkward negotiation for power. The director, James Ponsoldt, keeps the action loosely framed. These guys aren't pretending to hang out. But there's no dead air, everything is fraught. Wallace tells Lipsky he doesn't want to be seen as the kind of person who'd want to be in Rolling Stone. He's afraid of celebrity, of becoming a cog in a culture that in "Infinite Jest" he likens to a drug. But he also says he wants it to be easier to go home with women after his book readings. He wants it, and he doesn't. He's self-deprecating as a way of hiding his competitiveness. Jesse Eisenberg, by contrast, puts Lipsky's competitiveness on the surface. When he interviewed Wallace, Lipsky had just published a novel to resounding silence. And Eisenberg shows him oscillating between jealousy of Wallace's sudden fame and a desire to live vicariously through it. Their contest comes to a head when they meet up at the Mall of America in suburban Minneapolis with two female friends of Wallace's played by Mamie Gummer and Mickey Sumner. In a series of exquisitely orchestrated scenes, Wallace picks up on Lipsky's subtle sexual moves on Sumner and begins to seethe. Not all of "The End Of The Tour" is so understated. The movie cooks up a bogus moral issue - will Lipsky follow the crude orders of his crude editor and ask Wallace if he'd been addicted to heroin? It's a nonstarter. And the pacing falters in later scenes when Lipsky and Wallace are quietly enraged at each other. But even at its draggiest, the film makes you feel lucky to be in the same room as David Foster Wallace. And I was once at his first big event in 1996 at a packed East Village bar called KGB. He read two sections of "Infinite Jest" in an even, deadpan meter that made every absurdity sound utterly logical. I wish "The End Of The Tour" gave a sense of what it was like to hear Wallace read. The filmmakers cutaway whenever he's about to. I know that prose can seem static and overly literary on screen. But I think Jason Segel could have used it as a springboard into the labyrinth of Wallace's mind. Why not show David Foster Wallace in the one arena in which he could be perfectly understood? 2b1af7f3a8