Publishers Weekly (starred review):
"… Dividing the book into sections named after sacraments, Evans begins by contemplating, in lyrical prose, the theological significance of each sacrament's key ingredient (water, bread, ash, etc.). A powerful storyteller, Evans captures transformative moments, such as leaving a church full 'of kind, generous people'; investing wholeheartedly in a new church that 'collapsed slowly, one week at a time'; and witnessing healing at the Gay Christian Network's conference, feeling "simultaneously furious at Christianity's enormous capacity to wound and awed by its miraculous capacity to heal." Honest and moving, this memoir is both theologically astute and beautifully written."
"The author’s approach is stylish and verges on the literary, and her graceful strategy is refreshingly distinct; she ends as she begins, with a sense of the goodness and nearness of God. VERDICT: Elegantly structured and thoughtfully written, Evans’s approach to church through the metaphors of the sacraments should please many reading groups and individual seekers."
"Many Millennials may not go to church, but like Evans, they have a church story. These stories don't come out in demographic data, which obscures an experience that a lot of young Americans probably have: "No one really teaches you how to grieve the loss of your faith. You're on your own for that," Evans writes. For those who are trying to figure out where they fit, she just doesn't believe that punk-rock Christianity will do the trick of getting people back in the pews."
The Huffington Post:
"What I longed for with church, and what I think a lot of people long for, is not an exclusive club of like-minded individuals, but a community of broken and beloved people, telling one another the truth and taking it all a day at a time."
"I think when you look at the people who Jesus surrounded Himself with, that's what our churches are supposed to look like. They're supposed to be filled with super uncool people. Folks from the margins of society, and folks who are misfits and oddballs and sick and hungry and homeless, outcasts, the people who are typically despised by the religious. So when the church looks like that—when it looks less like a country club and more like a recovery group—that, to me, signals that it's a healthy church"
The Washington Post:
"For the informal gatekeepers of evangelicals — those who preside over the business of evangelicalism, such as the editors at publishing houses and conference organizers — what people say and how they define themselves as evangelicals still matters. (Evangelicalism is defined, in part, by its lack of traditional leadership hierarchy.) But Evans is among a growing number of young evangelicals who are questioning the status quo promoted by these gatekeepers."
Englewood Review of Books:
"The sacraments of baptism and communion, confession and anointing reminded me that Christianity isn't meant to simply be believed; it's meant to be lived, shared, eaten, spoken, and enacted in the presence of other people. When I'd all but given up on church, the sacraments reminded me that, try as I might, I can't be a Christian on my own. I need a community. I need the Church."
Religion News Service:
"As the religious landscape in the U.S. changes, Christians are going to have to learn to measure our success by something other than money and power."
Glennon Doyle Melton:
“As I tore through the pages in this book, I realized I’d been waiting my whole life for Searching for Sunday. The Jesus that Rachel loves fiercely is the same Jesus I fell in love with long ago, before I let the hypocrisy of the church and my own heart muddle everything up. Searching for Sunday helped me forgive the church and myself and fall in love with God all over again…Searching for Sunday is, quite simply, my favorite book by my favorite writer. From now on when people ask me about my faith, I will just hand them this book.”
“Evans has written a zinger of a book. Grounded in the deep things of faith, she writes in a vivid style and transposes the claims of faith into compelling concrete narrative. Her book is a forceful invitation to reconsider that faith has been misunderstood as a package of certitudes rather than a relationship of fidelity.”
"Searching for Sunday isn't a story about someone breaking up with evangelicalism to become a mainline Protestant. Searching for Sunday is, rather, a poignant memoir about our desperate struggle to find and hold onto faith in the modern world. I see this struggle every day in the lives of my students. I feel it in my own life."
"I teach college students and I raised three of them. I can tell you what I hear a lot: church is fake, and if church is fake, God is fake, and life is too short for fake, so no thanks. I’ve handed this book so far to 4 people who needed to hear that they are understood, and to watch someone model the very path they are on and yet still talk about church in a hopeful way. I’m glad this book exists."
"Searching for Sunday is NOT another how-the-church-let-me-down memoir. True, Rachel writes honestly about the pain she and others have experienced at the hands of the church. But her book is more a love letter to the church. As love matures, it sees its object for what it is—imperfections, failures, and all. That's how Rachel sees the church."