Portuguese version of The Shack passes 2 million copies in Brazil in less than two years. Never happened before in Brazillian publishing history. So fun to watch! Wonderful to not be in control!
but what really got my attention was a brilliant comment to the blog by an ‘unbeliever’, followed by an equally insightful response to that comment, both of which are posted below. Enjoy!
I have recently been in a little conversation and I thought you might enjoy being a part. My friend Drew Marshall, a professing Jesus follower for many years, has seriously put his belief in God on hold, his central question revolving around the lack of communication from God and the absence of any ‘feeling’ about the reality of relationship with God. This sort of question can take us in many directions and the following is only one, but I believe an important one. It is a written conversation between me and a blogger, Mags. She posted on Twitter and I followed the link to her blog (http://www.magsstorey.com/):
Okay, I have been rather silent, but that is because I have been home doing…home things. Gavin (3 in August) was spending the night and since my flight was very late I had to wait till the morning to … change his poopy diaper. The last three days have included lots of kids and grand-kids, yard work including buying a load of organic compost (I was told that was redundant), trying to catch up on some emails and such, not writing the blog obviously, attending a track meet with the entire family to watch Matthew and his team, cleaning house because people were coming over…all the normal stuff of life. I actually packed for the trip for Chico, CA before I finished unpacking from the last one.
The morning started oddly. I was about to step into the shower and turned on the faucet…no water, just the sound of a mighty rushing wind. Seeing no tongues of fire, I decided to call the front desk and was informed that due to some sort of emergency the water had been turned off for 30-45 minutes. Grrrrrr. 30 minutes later I got the call, “We are turning the water on, but it is going to take a while to warm up.” Having taken cold showers before I turned the faucet back on. Air came rushing out and bits of water and sediment in fits and starts, the whole system burping and sneezing its way back to life. I let it run about five minutes and step into tepid water. I should have looked down sooner. The water was reddish brown. I stepped out and waited another ten minutes and when I returned there was small piles of sediment in the bottom of the tub. This hotel is very nice, but losing points.