The Shack

Came home today tired, restless and PMS-ey, overwhelmed by my RIDICULOUSLY disorganized house (at this moment a reflection of my disorganized brain.) Had a conversation with nath trying to work out how we will organise the ever-present avalanche of laundry, paper and toys that frequently threaten our existence. Felt so wound up that after getting hanny off to bed I made a beeline for my bathroom, played some restful, instrumental music and ate my dinner (a bowl of porridge) in the warm and bubbly tub. I then spent a very enjoyable 40 minutes or so getting pruny and growing more and more intrigued as I started getting to the really good bits of the Shack.

I am already captivated and fascinated by this book. I love it when something has the ability to transend your current understanding to other spheres of possibility. It is positively refreshing, mind tangling and humbling. I love feeling so small in God's big universe. Reminds me that I don't have Him all figured out after all and how delightful that is! There is such incredible room for scope within the ridiculously finite confines of our limited understanding. I love it!

Love the creative and poetic liberty the author has taken; can completely understand why people have critiqued his approach, but I doubt this book is intended to be taken as gospel. More as a bit of a shake-up for all the dry, dead and dusty views we often accumulate of God. He has an amazing nack of putting intangibility into words!

I feel anxiety and control slip away as I surrender to the enigma of an incomprehendible yet divinely intimate God....

Definately lightened my mood and helped me to feel rested and peaceful.

Oh yeah, we got our deck fixed! Yay!!! Got to sit outside as the sun dipped below the mountains, sipping tea and sitting in my daggy chair that I dragged outside.

Note to self: I really need to spend more time outside!