After ingesting decades of simplistic, formulaic, hyper-faith theology, isn't it time to return to the simple wonderment of child-like faith-the way it was intended to be?
This unapologetic missive of comfort and freedom in Christ is not for the critic, the theologian or the cynic. It has been written for the man whose body is riddled with cancer, the insomniac, the teenage addict, the jobless father, the rape victim, the homeless mother, and the pastor on the verge of quitting the ministry-the desperate, the seeker, the broken, the poor, the wounded and the thirsty