Read: The Shack
How can I begin to describe what this book made me feel…and realized.
I cried while I was reading this. For people who know me, that statement would not count for much since I cry on the slightest hint of drama in comedy films and cartoons. However, the crying that I did while reading this book falls under the crying that I do when I am soul-searching.
Yes, this book is meant for reflection. To get its full effect, I think, readers should be, at the least, open to the concepts and thoughts such a material provide.
The story answered something in the core of my searching soul. It reminded me of previously held beliefs, beliefs that got lost in the daily struggles of finding who I really am and what I really want to do. It awakened in me the possibility of new realizations, those that just might be what I need in order to get to where I should be.
This book is so full that I think it has the ability to give something unique to each reader, something that each reader really needs.
Amidst the reacquainted beliefs and potential realizations, the book speaks of a truth that I held dear as well: God wants nothing less for us than to know that we live loved to the point that He uses for good even the most painful of experiences.
