This week, the

Christian Fiction Blog Alliance

is introducing
Walking on Broken Glass

Abingdon Press (February 2010)

Christa Allan


Christa Allan, a true Southern woman who knows any cook worth her gumbo always starts with a roux and who never wears white after Labor Day, weaves stories of unscripted grace with threads of hope, humor, and heart.

The mother of five and grandmother of three, Christa teaches high school English. She and her husband, Ken live in Abita Springs, Louisiana where they play golf, dodge hurricanes, and anticipate retirement.

Walking on Broken Glass

By Christa Allan
Published by Abingdon Press
ISBN# 978-1-4267-0227-3
342 Pages

Back Cover: Two confrontations and Leah is in an office of the local rehab center facing an admissions counselor. Rehab is no picnic, and being forced to experience and deal with the reality of her life isn't Leah's idea of fun. But through the battle she finds a reservoir of courage she never knew she had, and the loving arms of a God she never quite believed existed.

REVIEW: “You drink too much.” Molly said to Leah.

“Who are you Molly? AA’s new spokes woman? Yesterday was an office party. People drank. I drank, so what!”

Molly retorts, “You don’t remember do you? You were out of control. You drove yourself home! You could have killed someone; yourself…This has to stop. I’m losing my best friend. I don’t see her anymore!”

Who was Leah kidding? Her life was a mess and now everyone knew it. Molly had suggested she voluntarily check into a rehab center for 30 days. Maybe she should go to rehab—the truth was she was disappearing—even she didn’t know who she was anymore.

Christa Allen does a great job of depicting a woman who seems to have the perfect, charmed life - living in a beautiful house, driving an expensive car, etc. Life from the outside looking in is great, but life on the inside, the places no one could see, hurt. Leah’s heart and mind were dripping with pain. The only socially acceptable way to cope, in her mind, was to drink until the pain stopped. This book is not for the faint of heart. Christa tells it like it is; no sugar coating here. I liked that. Why does a person have to wait until they get a DUI, or even worse, kill someone before getting help? Leah finds out real quick that people aren’t applauding the fact she’s decided to go to rehab.

Carl, Leah’s husband, thinks she’s being a bit dramatic. He’s not convinced she has a problem. He tells her that getting drunk every now and then isn’t that big a deal. Go to rehab he tells her, but thinks it’s ridiculous and so does her father. They will be there to get her over this crisis—drama. Life for them was manageable—nothing needed to change.

That’s how Leah’s journey to wellness begins, after a few days in rehab she starts to think maybe her husband and Dad might be right. Did she really have a problem?

Her counselor tells her something that starts to chip away at her hard heart, “Addiction tricks us into thinking we can pick and choose what we feel. We can’t, real life means feeling…”

Leah’s exasperated and says, “I hate all this. Am I supposed to spend the rest of my life feeling every little thing that happens? How do people live like that?”

Christa writes the story in current time with Leah having flash backs of events that help you understand her pain and how life had become unmanageable.

Leah realizes she can do this one day at a time and takes the first step.

1. She realizes she is powerless over her addiction-life has become unmanageable. Then the next step becomes clear,

2. She came to believe that a power greater than herself could restore her to sanity. (She could only hope!)

She learns the Serenity prayer. “God Grant me the serenity to accept the things I can not change, the courage to change the things I can and the wisdom to know the difference!”

I love this prayer. I’m so thankful to have received a review copy of this book.

Nora St.Laurent
ACFW Book Club Coordinator


Leah Thornton's life, like her Southern Living home, has great curb appeal. But already sloshed from one-too-many drinks at a faculty party, Leah cruises the supermarket aisles in search of something tasty to enhance her Starbucks—Kahlua and a paralyzing encounter with a can of frozen apple juice shatters the facade, forcing her to admit that all is not as it appears.

When her best friend Molly gets in Leah's face about her refusal to deal with her life, Leah is forced to make a decision. Can this brand-conscious socialite walk away from the country club into 28 days of rehab? Leah is sitting in the office of the local rehab center facing an admissions counselor who fails to understand the most basic things, like the fact that apple juice is not a suitable cocktail mixer.

Rehab is no picnic, and being forced to experience and deal with the reality of her life isn’t Leah’s idea of fun. Can she leave what she has now to gain back what she needs? Joy, sadness, pain and a new srength converge, testing her marriage, her friendships and her faith.

But through the battle she finds a reservoir of courage she never knew she had, and the loving arms of a God she never quite believed existed.

If you would like to read the first chapter of Walking on Broken Glass, go HERE


  1. Nora--I so appreciate your sharing Leah's story. Thank you for your review and for capturing Leah's journey.

  2. Thank you for bringing this book, Leah's story- to my attention. It sounds very good, and it has captured my attention. I hope I am able to buy it.