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A Burning in My Bones: The Authorized Biography of Eugene H. Peterson, Translator of The Message Paperback – March 29, 2022
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“In the time of a generation-wide breakdown in trust with leaders in every sphere of society, Eugene’s quiet life of deep integrity and gospel purpose is a bright light against a dark backdrop.”—John Mark Comer, author of The Ruthless Elimination of Hurry
“This hunger for something radical—something so true that it burned in his bones—was a constant in Eugene’s life. His longing for God ignited a ferocity in his soul.”
Encounter the multifaceted life of one of the most influential and creative pastors of the past half century with unforgettable stories of Eugene’s lifelong devotion to his craft and love of language, the influences and experiences that shaped his unquenchable faith, the inspiration for his decision to translate The Message, and his success and struggles as a pastor, husband, and father.
Author Winn Collier was given exclusive access to Eugene and his materials for the production of this landmark work. Drawing from his friendship and expansive view of Peterson’s life, Collier offers an intimate, beautiful, and earthy look into a remarkable life.
For Eugene, the gifts of life were inexhaustible: the glint of fading light over the lake; a kiss from his wife, Jan; a good joke; a bowl of butter pecan ice cream. As you enter into his story, you’ll find yourself doing the same—noticing how the most ordinary things shimmer with a new and unexpected beauty.
- Print length368 pages
- LanguageEnglish
- PublisherWaterBrook
- Publication dateMarch 29, 2022
- Dimensions5.4 x 0.96 x 8.23 inches
- ISBN-100735291640
- ISBN-13978-0735291645
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“How do you reduce into words the vital reality of this man, scholar, searcher, teacher, and faithful friend? Eugene was a man who brought Scripture to fresh life for me and millions of others—who else would invite the phrase Holy Luck into a retelling of the Beatitudes? Winn Collier’s skilled storytelling weaves the threads of Eugene’s life into something fitting, like the prayer shawl he wore in his study every day.”—Luci Shaw, Regent College writer in residence and author of The Generosity poems
“I knew Eugene Peterson for thirty years, or at least I thought I did. He didn’t talk much, especially about himself. I knew nothing about his mouse tattoo, his Pentecostal mother’s radio program, the abysmal failure of his first church plant attempt, his friendship with a young Pat Robertson, or his square dancing prowess. Somehow Winn Collier ferreted out the little known facts about Eugene that, taken together, complete the picture of a humble, gentle giant who brought the Bible to new life for millions and became an inspirational model for beleaguered pastors everywhere.”—Philip Yancey, author of What’s So Amazing About Grace
“Captivating from the first page, Collier’s artful storytelling immerses us into the life of a spiritual sage. With a gentle hand, he weaves together moments and words and letters and prayers, drawing out themes like threads in a tapestry, never imposing a narrative. In these pages, we go beyond The Message and the pastor, and meet the human in all his earthiness and holiness. This is a work of art worthy of the man who wanted to be a saint.”—Glenn Packiam, associate senior pastor of New Life Church and author of Blessed Broken Given
“In the time of a generation-wide breakdown in trust with leaders in every sphere of society, Eugene’s quiet life of deep integrity and gospel purpose is a bright light against a dark backdrop. For years his life has been the North Star for my life and pastoral call. This seminal biography is an unmistakable call to quiet resistance against the way of the world and, when necessary, the way of the church. Only read this book if you’re ready to live differently.”—John Mark Comer, pastor for teaching and vision at Bridgetown Church and author of The Ruthless Elimination of Hurry
About the Author
A pastor for twenty-five years, Winn was the founding pastor of All Souls Charlottesville in Virginia. He now directs the Eugene Peterson Center for Christian Imagination at Western Theological Seminary in Michigan. He holds a PhD from the University of Virginia, where he focused on the intersection of religion and literary fiction. Winn and his wife, Miska, a spiritual director, live in Holland, Michigan, with their two sons.
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Montana
There was nothing but a mercantile and a saloon, one building on either side of the street, and a slow winding river working through the valley (a cow moose and her calf standing in the river behind the mercantile)—and still no sign of life, no people. . . . We knew immediately that this was where we wanted to live, where we had always wanted to live.
We had never felt such magic.
—Rick Bass, Winter: Notes from Montana
In 1902, Andre and Juditta Odegard Hoiland loaded their pots and pans, a bundle of clothes, and a few family heirlooms into a trunk and a couple of canvas bags. After wrapping their nine children in heavy coats to shield them from Atlantic winds and the spray of icy salt water, they boarded a steamer in Stavanger, Norway, and watched the coastland cliffs fade to mist. Andre had made this voyage once before, working in the steel mills in Pittsburgh two years earlier to save enough money to move his family. Eugene’s maternal grandparents sailed, perhaps on the Norge or the Thingvalla, to Ellis Island and entered the harbor under the welcome gaze of Lady Liberty. New York City pulsed with the mass of humanity, and the family was immediately exhilarated and unnerved. Pulled by the westward migration, they cobbled together train passage from New York to Saint Paul, Minnesota, maneuvering multiple connections. Finally, they boarded the Great Northern Railway, that massive feat willed into existence by James Hill, “the Empire Builder.” Crammed into their tight compartment, the eleven Hoilands churned past the lakes of Minnesota, across the plains, and then through the badlands of North Dakota before they finally stopped fifty miles from the Canadian border in Kalispell, Montana.
Only a decade old, young Kalispell boasted a train depot for the Saint Paul, Minneapolis, and Manitoba Raiway, the Mill Creek sawmill, the West Hotel (rooms for two dollars per night), a livery, and the Conrad National Bank. Harry Stanford, Kalispell’s first chief of police, listed “23 saloons, half a dozen gambling joints and a like number of honky-tonks, two Chinese laundries and the same number of Chinese restaurants, and four general stores.” Early one Fourth of July morning, George Stannard, a local gunsmith, rolled a 220-pound cannon lifted from Fort Benton into the thoroughfare and lit the fuse, causing panicked neighbors to run out of their houses in their bathrobes. However, the allure for the Hoilands was primal, with the granite mountains’ jagged spires piercing the skies, the winter white clinging to the frozen earth, the summer’s verdant forests and azure lake. It was as if they’d come home. Andre, a cement worker, poured Kalispell’s first sidewalks and also served as a pastor, helping form Kalispell’s first Assemblies of God church. In addition, he was a writer, penning pastoral articles for Norwegian newspapers in Norway, Montana, and Seattle.
When Andre and Juditta Hoiland first cast their eyes on the vast and magnificent Flathead Valley, however, they couldn’t have imagined how this place would shape the generations to follow, how this ground would form their grandson Eugene. This wild country—with craggy, impenetrable terrain and a history of vigilante justice, raucous mining camps, and violence between encroaching settlers and indigenous nations (Bitterroot Salish, Kootenai, and Pend d’Oreilles)—buried many settlers.
Kalispell was still a tough frontier outpost, with all the hard, sordid characters you’d imagine. Several years after the Hoilands arrived, Fred LeBeau held up William Yoakum and his son Riley on their homestead, intending to loot their guns and provisions. However, when the Yoakums didn’t cooperate, he shot both men in the gut. After a guilty verdict, the sheriff hung LeBeau on a gallows outside the county jail, with the Kalispell Bee offering this headline: “Execution of Fred LeBeau Was Not at All Exciting—No Thrills and Mighty Few Kicks by the Victim of Law’s Revenge.”
A rough place. But the land’s natural beauty overwhelmed the more sordid human elements. Flathead, a lake carved by a melting glacier and tucked into the Mission Range of the Rocky Mountains, cast an enchanting spell. The valley emanated stunning beauty. Early pioneers from the East wrote home describing Flathead Valley as “the Garden of Eden.” In 1830, Joshua Pilcher, a frontiersman who walked alone across the expanse of western Canada through waist-high snowdrifts in the brutal winter, penned a letter that eventually landed on President Jackson’s desk. Pilcher described the wonders: “The Flathead Lake and its rich and beautiful valley . . . vie in appearance with the beautiful lakes and valleys of Switzerland.” The Hoilands considered Norway’s magnificence the appropriate rival, but the effect was the same. This was a land expansive and hopeful, a land that matched their souls.
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William Blake believed that we become what we behold. The words could not be truer than with Eugene. This Montana landscape—the place Eugene loved, wandered in, and marveled at his entire life—fashioned him as surely as meltwater carved the basin between the mountains. The breathtaking beauty, immense solitude, and sheer physicality of the valley forged in Eugene a visceral sense of place. An earthiness, to use a word that would become one of his favorites.
He traversed deep into his surroundings, spending long days exploring. As a boy, he struck out on his own on Saturdays with boiled eggs, bacon, and an occasional biscuit in his pack, “looking for Indians and looking for arrowheads.” The splendid grandeur of this feral country, with all the wonder and holiness it evoked, nurtured a spiritual imagination in him that was every bit as formative as what he found in his childhood Pentecostal church. Maybe more. David McCullough, Harry Truman’s biographer, explained how “if you want to understand Harry Truman you’d better know a good deal about Jackson County, Missouri.” Likewise, if you want to understand Eugene Peterson, you’d better know a good deal about Montana’s Flathead Valley.
Late in his life, as I sat to hear Eugene describe how much time he spent wandering alone under that expansive sky, it became clear how the land’s stark, solitary beauty shaped him, grounding him in a rich silence of soul. As Eugene saw it, to be a boy of Montana stock—birthed out of such grand country and immersed in the lives and histories of ordinary, hardworking people who lived close to the land without pretense—was not a mere biographical detail but an elemental piece of his life.
Decades before he admired Gregory of Nyssa or Ephraim the Syrian or any of the other great Eastern fathers and mothers of Christianity, Eugene experienced what Russian Orthodox Paul Evdokimov called “the immanence of God at work in creation.” Throughout his writings, Eugene belligerently resisted the common modern habit of severing earth from heaven, splitting the physical world from the spiritual. These convictions would come to be grounded in deep theology but were first felt as a boy as he feasted on the infinite Montana sky, inhaled the scent of aspen and Engelmann spruce, and drank crisp water from rushing streams. Montana was Eugene’s birthplace. And it became his catechism.
In this way, Eugene began his life immersed in the reality of what he would one day call “the Presence.” This sense of encounter had an epicenter: “two acres of holy ground” perched at the edge of Flathead Lake’s “sacred waters.” This place enveloped Eugene in the vibrant reality of a living, present God.
His dad had purchased these two acres, and this land and the cabin his dad built there rooted Eugene’s young faith, baptizing him within a “sacred place where ‘on earth as it is in heaven’ could be prayed and practiced.” And in the large view of his life, everything Eugene became flowed from that place. In his own words, this “Flathead Valley geography . . . became as important in orienting me . . . as theology and the Bible did. . . . This was the geography of my imagination.” It was precisely this attention to particularity, to honoring the presence of God made visible in one place, that would later fuel his revulsion toward the commodification of church, the abstractions of impersonal life and worship, and the disembodied, mechanized approaches to the pastoral vocation.
In a meadow only a few hundred yards from his family’s lakeside acres, early trappers discovered evidence of a Kootenai medicine site, “a place of visions and healings.” Eugene had heard tales of supposed holy sites in the Christian tradition, “holy ground . . . soaked in the sacred where conditions were propitious for cultivating the presence of God.” While Eugene didn’t know what to make of such stories, he always knew the area he grew up in pulsed with a sacred beauty. “In my adolescence,” Eugene wrote in his memoir, “I sometimes wondered if something like that could be going on in this place. I sometimes wonder still.”
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- Publisher : WaterBrook (March 29, 2022)
- Language : English
- Paperback : 368 pages
- ISBN-10 : 0735291640
- ISBN-13 : 978-0735291645
- Item Weight : 11.5 ounces
- Dimensions : 5.4 x 0.96 x 8.23 inches
- Best Sellers Rank: #43,458 in Books (See Top 100 in Books)
- #172 in Religious Leader Biographies
- #541 in Christian Inspirational
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About the author

Winn is a husband, dad, friend and writer. He is the author of Love Big, Be Well: Letters to a Smalltown Church, Restless Faith: Holding on to a God Just Out of Reach, Let God: Spiritual Conversations with Francois Fenelon and Holy Curiosity: Encountering Jesus' Provocative Questions. Winn has also written the authorized biography of Eugene Peterson: A Burning in My Bones.
Winn and his family live in Holland, Michigan where he is the Director of The Eugene Peterson Center for Christian Imagination at Western Theological Seminary as well as Associate Professor of Pastoral Theology & Christian Imagination. Winn received a Ph.D. from the University of Virginia where he focused on the intersection of theology and literary fiction.
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It has been about a month since I started and about 2-3 weeks since I finished the book. I have been sitting with it. My last meeting with my spiritual director primarily talked through my response to it. One of the thoughts that came to me as I was reading was that in many ways, without really using the language of spiritual direction (although he does have one book where he does talk about spiritual direction), I think his pastoral method was spiritual direction. If you are not familiar with spiritual direction, that doesn’t mean anything. But to me, who is in training to be a spiritual director, it was revelatory to what draws me to his approach so strongly.
The early chapters, on Peterson’s childhood and family, felt light and almost verging on hagiography. There were problems identified, especially the distance between Eugene and his father and between his father and mother. But his childhood was presented as near idyllic. Collier points primarily to Eugene’s mother as his spiritual teacher, in part because the church does not seem to have mattered much at all. But something drew Peterson to God in ways that we can see both here and in The Pastor. But in neither was I really satisfied that it was explored enough.
In the college, seminary, and early years of the pastorate, I think there is a much clearer grappling with the whole of the man that became, eventually, the Eugene Peterson that many of us hold as a saint and mentor. I am not going to retrace his story in detail. I will re-read A Burning in My Bones again soon, and maybe I will write about the book again then and trace it a bit more clearly.
But the most significant part of A Burning in my Bones was the recounting of Euguene Peterson as a man who struggled. He struggled with calling. He struggled in seeking after God. He struggled as a father and husband, with alcohol, and with the life laid out before him. Those struggles did not turn me off of him but encouraged me as someone that also is trying to seek after God but certainly still struggles. Seeking after God does not mean that there is no struggle or that there is an always clear path laid out before our feet.
What it does mean is that God is with us through the struggle. And what I was encouraged by more than anything else is seeing the life of a man, and his family, that strived to be faithful and who, from what I can see, was faithful in deeply encouraging ways.
I have no desire to read a hagiography. And I have no desire to lionize Peterson in unhelpful ways. But I want to seek after saints from prior generations and learn from them how I might also be faithful in ways that may help generations younger than I am.
This story, and many others, are but glimpses into the life of a man who never really sought after a spotlight. In a world where the pastorate is marred by scandalous rapport, we need Eugene’s story. On March 23, the authorized biography will be released! I’ve been fortunate to have read it and I’m all too excited to share with you some of my feedback in this review (actually, I am mostly giddy— I’ve been affectionately drawn to the pastoral imagination that’s been give to me by Eugene Peterson— I wouldn’t be a pastor, at all, without God’s work through Eugene).
A Burning In My Bones gets all the stars I have to offer. Winn Collier is a masterful storyteller, capturing not only the beautiful arc of Eugene’s story, but also the crevices, the wrinkles and, with grace, a few warts. He's focused a lens into this contemplative pastor's life and made it accessible— peeled back the curtain for us all.
But I wondered, outside of folks like me, who would read it? How compelling could the life story of a pastor be for someone who has never heard about him? Even someone who has little interest for the life of religion or faith? After a first reading, it was clear to me that this is a story that needs to be read by more than admiring pastors like me. This is a story that is human, gritty and hopeful. This is a story that buttresses imagination with a well lived life of faith— with all the complexities and beauty and agony and joy.
The honesty of Eugene's story leaps off the first pages: from a struggle to live out the Pentecostal experiences of tongues, to the backyard fights that lead to salvation, to the physical and emotional complexities of intimate marriage. I found myself laughing and in tears. The flow of the chapters made it easy to imagine walking beside Eugene, a silent companion tagging along in his life. Winn immerses us in personal ways, but never intrudes on Eugene. There is a clear respect, a reverence even, in the storytelling, and also an intimacy. Maybe that is a lesson learned in these stories, of what it means to be intimate: full of respect and reverence while remaining transparently honest.
Winn's description of Eugene serves as a particular description of this book: "...an insatiable desire for the real, the concrete. Past any pretenses. Deeper than the surface. Beyond everything trite or theoretical." I believe we all have this desire deep inside— for the warmth that only comes from the real. One doesn’t need to be (or become) an expert in religion, or church, or Barth in order to dive into this biography. But they will emerge from the reading more curious, with a new (or refreshed) desire to explore the depths, likely even a sense of the divine at work. Winn provokes that curiosity.
Approachable- that is the word that I'd use to describe Eugene, this biography and the people that encounter him. It is certainly the way he lived and the way that people like me (an admirer- a pilgrim) want to become more like. Thank you, Winn, for including us.
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I learned truths about him that I admire and am also amazed at his willingness to do the right thing even at personal cost. This is a story revealing the man that I always imagined, was never able to meet but will always be with me in my personal library. Having just finished this volume (I couldn't put it down!) I now feel that I am ready to read it again.



