What have you given me? I pause to think, Oh Russia, and my eyes are filled with tears. That’s what you’ve given me, my dear – the gift of tears. I knew them before in pain, self-pity, disapproved, but you teach how they wash the soul. Based on original letters, this most moving account describes Russia’s age old swing from sin to sanctity, from height to depth. All nations suffer but few have borne it in such scale and intensity as her. Is this, as many say, her destiny – to bear the human cross?
Born in England from a Russian mother, John’s five years in her homeland were an extraordinary revelation of (his) roots, grown through the traumas of history to faith which endures … and endures.