I love books like this: bite-sized pieces designed perfectly for nibbling if you want a snack or easy to devour if you're hungry. And it's by Philip Yancey, which is a definite plus. I rarely disagree with him, and always value hearing his opinion. He's intelligent and thoughtful, and is able to take everyday life - zoos, his office aquarium, dirty jokes - as inspiration for insightful spiritual reflections. What's there not to like?
And, as a bonus, it was only $7.95.
My only complaint, so far? The cover art. The problem with buying a copy for $7.95 is that I got the original edition, not the new, revised one with the groovy cover displayed here. My copy has the Twelve Apostles on the cover - and I'm not talking about Matthew, John, Peter and company. I mean the twelve clichéd wonders of the Great Ocean Road. The result? The book looks much more mundane and uninspiring than it actually is. I've got nothing against the Twelve Apostles. They're beautiful, just a bit overdone, when photographed in hazy light or sunset.
I'm just wondering why Christian books almost always need to look boring and mass-produced?
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