
I was at a conference this week when a few guys started talking about the book,
The Shack. I quickly asserted that it sounds like fiction therefore I am not interested. My boss, Randy Burg, said, "If you only read one more book this year, this should be it." That meant a lot to me so I started asking questions. The guys were vague, but insisted that it was a great read.
I went to Parables bookstore in Omaha (where the conference was) and picked up the book for like $15. I started reading it on Monday evening. It was so good that I turned the Cubs spanking the Mets off of the television so I could have quiet. I made it half way through the book on Monday evening.
Tuesday at the conference I went to the guys and thanked them for recommending the book. I wanted information from them about how things were going to end. They would not share with me except to say, "Don't stop now." One fella did share that when I read the last few chapters that I should be in a place where I can cry openly.
I finished the book on Tuesday evening. He was right. I had to put the book down multiple times to just openly bawl my eyes out. In all honesty, to me it was more than a book. It was an experience. I want everyone I know to read it. I don't know how you couldn't like it personally. It did take me a few minutes to get over how they personified God, but I get it...
Oh how I would love to spend a weekend in a cabin with the Trinity!