Spend Some Time in The Shack
rating: 5 of 5 stars
This book intrigued me from the word “go.” Working as I do for R. R. Bowker, I keep my ear to the trades, plus as my friends know, I’m a new novelist – – so any story of how a new author becomes published is of interest to me. ESPECIALLY this one. Windblown Media blew my mind. Way to go, guys.
At any rate, I was intrigued by the fact this book couldn’t find a home at a “traditional” publication house, but hit the world with such powerful timing. No matter how this book found the shelves, demanded distributorship, and now can be purchased everywhere from Walmart to Costco, I can’t tell you enough how I suggest everyone read it. The funny thing, I found myself recommending it to others before I even purchased my copy. And that, I think, is testament to the power of word of mouth.
First and foremost, the story of Mack. Man, as a Mom — the trials that Mack and Nan went through as parents leveled me before I even picked up the book to inspect the cover. I, as a rule since becoming a mother, refuse to watch my once favorite show, Law and Order SVU. I stay away from movies like The Changeling, even though I know at one time I would have eaten that up. But after encouragement of a friend, I started reading. (Simultaneously, as it turns out, with my Mother — which I find cosmically cool.) Once I started, I couldn’t put it down.
All spoilers aside – because I wouldn’t do that to you, Mack, Papa, or Willie – this story shows the heart of God in a way I’ve rarely seen. Wrap The Shack up and give it as a Christmas gift, to yourself, and others. Read it for the heart in which it was written, whether you choose to agree or disagree with its philosophy. You won’t regret the journey.