Book Review: The Shack
When William Paul Young’s novel The Shack was published, I managed to avoid reading the book and participating in the controversy surrounding it.
For a long time, I did not get around to reading the book, but I did keep tabs on the internet discussion of Young’s book, his theology and the debate between those who saw it as heresy and those who saw it as reflective of Jesus and His love for His kids.
Eventually, I read that book for myself.
And, what has stuck with me is the image of God’s faithful, unending, persistent love for His own.
The story is told from the perspective of Mac, a man who tragically lost his daughter after she was kidnapped by a serial killer. He finds himself going back to the shack where his little girl was murdered…and that is where he begins to heal from the tragedy and learn about the heart of God.
I cannot understand what it is like to lose a child (and I hope I never do!). But I understand what it is like to feel alienated…from God as well as others.
I emailed the following to the author some time ago:
Your book made me tear up a few times, because through it I felt as if God really did care for me, care about me.
I long to hear “Brian, I AM especially fond of you.”
His voice, as I’m sure you know, can seem faint against the screaming backdrop of skeptics and those who would demean and diminish you.
When you go out into a cold, cruel world such a word from God, whether from Scripture, or a Christian friend can be invaluable. Like cool, life-giving water to a parched plant.
In that I glimpse what the Kingdom of God is on this earth: the revolution of God on this earth creating glimpses of the world to come.
If this world is a shadow of things to come….and your book a glimpse of the Trinity and the afterlife…I can’t wait to get there. I long for it and hope I make it.
Paul, thank you for this book. May God bless you and your family abundantly.