It's true. Christian books trend in and out just like secular ones.
I hope this one stays around.
For a long time.
99% of our home library we owe to Grandaddy and Meemaw. And this treasure was no exception.
If you haven't read these pages, I really encourage you to.
If you have, read it again. It is compelling. Inspiring. Even Kathie Lee Gifford agrees.
In Mrs. Voskamp's own words:
The book is written in its own idiosyncratic language—prose meeting poetry, a strange kind of language. Throughout Scripture, when a person came into the presence of God, the only language they had to stammer out anything was a different language than their vernacular. The only way to communicate their encounter with God was often through lyrical language. I didn't think a book written in that "prosetical" God-encounter language would ever find a real home out in the world.
{And after 39 weeks on the NYT best seller list since its January 2011 release, it sure found it way into millions of homes and hearts.}
But maybe that is exactly what we're all hungry for—a powerful, personal encounter with God in a language all of its own?
Amen.
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