Being married to a saint isn’t all it’s cracked up to be—especially when you strongly suspect the saint is certifiably crazy.
Beth’s husband won’t be joining the family on vacation at the beach this year. He’s not even joining them in the house. Instead, Rick has holed up alone in the backyard shed, isolating himself to ponder a recent job offer at an out-of-state church. Nobody knows exactly what he’s up to. Maybe he’s immersing himself in prayer or fasting. Maybe he’s lost his mind. Maybe he’s even the modern-day prophet or the saint the neighborhood artist imagines him to be. But while “St. Rick” waits for an epiphany, Beth will have to figure out what to do with herself and their teenage sons, possibly for the rest of her life.
What happens next is both uproarious and bittersweet: a peace march turns violent, Beth’s son is caught with drugs, and Beth embarks on an ambitious road trip that turns into something nearly surreal when a hurricane arrives at the Florida beach house she has escaped to. Will Beth rediscover the idealistic woman she used to be, once upon a time? Can her marriage survive Rick’s backyard vigil? Will anything ever be the same? Should it be?
Truthful, comic, heartbreaking, and magical in the very best sense of the word, The Sky Beneath My Feet gently tears the veil off our egos and expectations to reveal the throbbing, redemptive, and achingly beautiful life beyond and within us. Rick’s long-awaited revelation will resonate with listeners. Download and start listening now!