I've just finished Gods in Alabama, by Joshilyn Jackson, which is one of those perfect escape books. I slid into it easily like a pair of old jeans, and just didn't want to put it down. It's got some classic Southern characters - and I do mean characters in both senses of the word -- and there's a whodunit quality about it that sucks you in.
The presenting religious dimension is a deal with God, which doesn't take a lot of unpacking. But the part that's intriguing me is the way that truth, half-truths and outright lies play out in the story. There's too much here that I don't want to give away, but let's just say it has me thinking of all the ways that "speaking the truth in love" often means not speaking at all.
That can sound like making a religion out of Minnesota nice, which is not at all where this book takes you. In this story, the key characters have to move from keeping secrets to telling truths, but telling every truth indiscriminately is not the point. Real love is shown and redemption comes through the way some things are not said.
Realistically, this seems to be the way it works in families. We must address some elephants in the room, but there are still some things better left unsaid.