Mark Nielsen e-mailed me a little bit ago and asked if I would review his book. I love books, and honestly, I nearly always say yes. So when this gorgeous book came in the mail, I was excited and surprised.
I didn't know it was going to be a picture book. I always get the YA books because that's what I write.
But I LOVE a good picture book. I collect them with a vengeance. Not just any picture book, though. I need good ones.
And this, well, let me tell you how it went.
First, I read it to myself. It was cool. Simple idea. Loved the testimony side of it.
Then, I read it to my two girls, who happened to find it on my bed while I was writing. Oh, confession, I sit on my bed and write books nearly everyday.
So, I opened it up and started reading. Several times my five-year-old reached up and turned the page back so she could look at the picture longer.
My seven-year-old said "cool" many times.
At the end of the story, I asked my five-year-old what she thought. She said, "Read it again."
I asked, "But did you like it?"
"I loved it."
I don't think there is such thing as a better review than that. The pictures are stunning. The story is simple and yet it literally takes the reader all over the world with the turn of a page. It has all the wonder of any favorite picture book, but is bold in its conviction of Jesus Christ.
I rarely talk religion on this blog, but here goes. I did get a tear at the end of the book, because I believe in Jesus too.
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