"The Shack"

Have you ever read a book and had it so shake you up that you can't stop thinking about it? Have you ever had to slow yourself down while reading a book, because it so intrigued you that you easily could have swallowed the whole thing in one sitting, but the depth and intensity of its content could never be fully tasted and appreciated when devoured that quickly? Have you ever felt with deep conviction that everyone you know should read a particular book?

This is all true for me and "The Shack," by William Paul Young.

I will not claim that it will change your life. I will not try to convince you that anything it says is true or not true. I will not insist that it is a literary masterpiece.

What I will do, though, is beg you to read it. Its content is thought-provoking (to say the least) and, at times, painful, frustrating, and confusing. I told many people while I was reading it that it was messing me up, very deeply, but in a very good way. If it does not change your life, it will, at the very least, make you think about what you believe and re-examine how you live life. That, I figure, is a pretty good outcome from a book.

I can't divulge its content. I won't do that to you. Read it. Just read it.