One of the reasons I quit my job and went to a Christian college when I was 34 years old was to not have to depend on anyone, including my pastor, to tell me what the Bible says and how to interpret it.
The best thing that happened was that I am not challenged by any other religion and can witness to anyone regardless of their background. I usually state, “Great, so you believe in God…” and then share how Jesus Christ paid their sin debt.
My father didn’t get saved until he was 58 and I lost a son in a tragic accident when he was 17. The Shack challenged me to separate my understanding of the attributes of God that I derived from my father, and it helped me to finally grieve the loss of my son Corey.
I literally would be laughing my head off and then sobbing out loud from one page to the other. I understand that the book is a fictional story and not the Bible.
Calvin Miller’s Trilogy – The Singer, The Song and The Finale also allowed me to see God from a different perspective. He wrote: Institutions have a poor safety record. The guillotines of orthodoxy keep a clean blade that is always honed for heresy. And somewhere near the place where witches die an unseen sign is posted whose invisible letters clearly read:
WE ARE PROUD TO REPORT 0 WORKING DAYS LOST TO INJURY OR ACCIDENT – THE MANAGEMENT. Let us pray.