As I think of more books that I think are blog-worthy, I find this becoming a opening for confessions of a slack, avid reader...I started this book years ago (I'm thinking like ten years) reading it with a friend from work. Life got busy (even then), and apparently I only read half of it.
Guess this gets back on the reading list!
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Having grown up within church and being aware of the reality of Jesus most of my life, it's amazing that this books title was entirely true for me.
Philip Yancey's The Jesus I Never Knew, opened my eyes to both a historical and spiritual understanding of Jesus that far exceeded anything I had been aware of previously.
I suppose I was aware and had had glimpses of Jesus being God covered in flesh, but there was always this pristine nature to who he was that seem unattainable and seperate. But to grow in understanding that this Jesus, God in flesh, sandaled feet caked in dirt, came and died for me...that's just stupid amazing.
How could a man, with such similar characteristics as you and I be the ultimate display of holiness as well.
He may be the Jesus I never Knew, but thankfully He's the Jesus who desires to be known.
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