Books for me often seem to arrive at divinely inspired times. For instance today, I strolled haplessly to the mailbox expecting the standard junk mail which I fiendishly cram back into the mail slot, only to find that Graf-Martin had sent me a copy of Andy Stanley’s new book The Grace of God.

While already overloaded with books to review, not to mention work and a not-so-quiet life right now another book seems a tad cumbersome. Yet I will likely lay aside all the others to read this one because it seems to me an oasis in the desert. I greatly appreciate the writing of Andy Stanley. He has in the past focused primarily on what we might call “practical” aspects of faith and so I am intrigued and genuinely compelled to read what he has to say on something as unquantifiable as grace.

On the back cover is an excerpt that reads:

“Grace. It’s what we crave most when out guilt is exposed. It’s the very thing we are hesitant to extend when we are confronted with the guilt of others – especially when their guilt has robbed us of something we consider valuable.”

How can one not want to read such a book. Stay tuned for the review.