By this time I would think I know better than to simply take the cover of a book at its worth. When I first saw this book, I thought, "This will bring encouragement to a whole new level." But the problem I have is taking scripture and modernizing it to fit the needs of today's broken world. "What's wrong with the original text," I find myself asking. I asked my wife, Tanya, to read a portion of this book and she too had a problem with what was being said.
I want you to know that the title of this article rolled around in my head this morning (rather, 11:30a) as I slowly woke up. I say slowly, and morning in a loose sense; with the fog of sleep starting to finally wear off. And yet, truthfully, I still feel dazed. So, that said, let me explain this play on words: for they aren't mine. How can I claim to be an eyewitness to the majesty known as the mystery of Christ Jesus? Was I somehow, perhaps there around A.D. 30-33? Did I behold something so life-transforming and then happen to come to 21st Century America, from let's say a Time Machine?
Don't get me wrong, and don't mistake anything I've written today from a review I wrote to think "Okay, he's not advocating for Christian ideals." Actually, I do, but I have a problem with doing things in order to sell books that don't adequately show God's approval on it.
I do a great amount of studying. So much so it takes me some time as to how to approach and teach on something "To present yourself approved to God, an unashamed workman who accurately handles the word of truth" (2 Timothy 2:15, Berean Study). When I say what I do flies counter to what I have known so far about what I teach and do it right so I can show God I love Him. Okay, having said that, what does this have to do with Allison Allen's book Thirsty for More?
A popular mid-eighties song by Christian music group proclaimed, "Son of the morning, highest of all. You had so much going till you took the fall. Had a place in the glory but you wanted it all. Impossible odds but you had the gall. It seemed so unlikely that you would rebel, such a worthy opponent that you knew so well. But you went down fighting when you heard the bell, took a third down from heaven when you went to hell. This means war and the battle's still raging, war and though both sides are waging. The Victor is sure and the victory secure, but till judgment we all must endure; this means war!" (This Means War, This Means War, Petra, 1987).
When I read books to review I look for books that interest me, that may have an interesting graphic on a book, or perhaps--even possibly--be based on some truth. That is the case for Jane Kirkpatrick's book Everything She Didn't Say. While Jane Kirkpatrick has written tons, a myriad, of books and loads of stories left to tell as well, she has won awards for her books. She is a New York Times and CBA bestselling author of more than thirty books. Among this list are the books All She Left Behind, This Road We Traveled, and The Memory Weaver.
From time to time I don't feel the need to shake things up. I follow a set plan, a set way of doing things, including how I write "certain" posts. I feel a need to share a burden on my heart however. And honestly, I feel led to share this with you, my reader. We need to be honest in all we say and do. If we're not, how can we ever learn to open ourselves up to God? How can we allow ourselves the right to "approach the throne of grace with confidence, so that we may receive mercy and find grace to help us in our time of need?" (Hebrews 5:16, Berean Study).