The Shack by William P Young (Windblown Media).

Trying to fathom the mind of God is both fascinating and futile. Fathoming the mind of a man who claims to have fathomed the mind of God is a journey not many would take. William P Young takes it in his interpretation of his friend Mack’s encounter with the divine; a story that is so unbelievable and inexplicable that it has to be true – on some level of reality, that is.
And that’s the mind-bending thing about The Shack: it leaves you questioning your concept of reality. Do you believe that the impossible is sometimes possible for a human being to experience, given the right degree of openness or anguish in his soul?
The Shack asks you to suspend judgement and ‘rational’ thinking; it requires a feeling response, a checking out of resonance with an extraordinary dialogue that is comforting, uplifting and at the same time challenging and perplexing: who is really speaking? God’s words come to us via Mack, a man undone by grief after the murder of his daughter; a man who had a serious car accident after his weekend at the shack (perhaps this apparently real event was nothing but an electrical thunderstorm in his battered brain?), interpreted further by Young and other writers, who no doubt have put their own spin on the nature of the Almighty.
No-one could be blamed for dismissing the book as a flight of fancy; an imaginative marketing tool for a beleaguered deity who has come in for some bad press lately, except for one unaccountable thing: when he recovers, Mack is able to lead the police unerringly to the spot where they find his daughter’s remains – tangible evidence that someone, or something, showed him the way on that life-altering weekend.

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