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ExMo MeetUp: Book Discussion With Author Elizabeth Esther

Join Expressing Motherhood for a book discussion with SoCal mom and author Elizabeth Esther. We will discuss her book, “Girl at the End of the World.”

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We’ll meet at Mama’s Secret Bakery & Cafe in Hollywood at 10AM on October 14th. A breakfast just for ExMo has been arranged, lots of choices and coffee, these guys know how to treat a bunch of mamas.

An intimate morning with the author. Even if you don’t anyone else coming, come!

We just had our ExMo MeetUp at the Assembly Salon in Beverly Hills and it was beyond fun. It’s always nice to get out and meet other people, share laughs and did I mention get out.

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The craziest place for me, is spending too much time alone in my head.

Here is some info on her book. Get yourself a ticket HERE.

Buy the book and we will see you on October 14th!

ExMo MeetUp: Discuss “Girl At The End of The World” With Author Elizabeth Esther

I’m so excited that local SoCal author Elizabeth Esther has agreed to attend an ExMo MeetUp where we discuss her book “Girl At The End of The World.”

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The dates, time and place will be announced soon but do get your copy.

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Here is an out-take from her book.

I was raised in a homegrown, fundamentalist Christian group—which is just a shorthand way of saying I’m classically trained in apocalyptic stockpiling, street preaching, and the King James Version of the Bible. I know hundreds of obscure nineteenth-century hymns by heart and have such razor sharp “modesty vision” that I can spot a miniskirt a mile away.

Verily, verily I say unto thee, none of these highly specialized skills ever got me a job, but at least I’m all set for the end of the world. Selah.

A story of mind control, the Apocalypse, and modest attire.

Elizabeth Esther grew up in love with Jesus but in fear of daily spankings (to “break her will”). Trained in her family-run church to confess sins real and imagined, she knew her parents loved her and God probably hated her. Not until she was grown and married did she find the courage to attempt the unthinkable. To leave.

In her memoir, readers will recognize questions every believer faces: When is spiritual zeal a gift, and when is it a trap? What happens when a pastor holds unchecked sway over his followers? And how can we leave behind the harm inflicted in the name of God without losing God in the process?

By turns hilarious and heartbreaking, Girl at the End of the World is a story of the lingering effects of spiritual abuse and the growing hope that God can still be good when His people fail.