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Crazy Love

I just finished reading the book, Crazy Love, by Francis Chan. The book was recommended to me by a friend. I had seen it before and heard it was good, so after the recommendation, picked it up and started to read. My hope in reading it was that I would fall more crazy in love with God and it did help, but I am still not there. When I see people who so quickly and readily give up everything and will spend inordinate amounts of money and time on God, I wonder what it is that gives them that crazy “in love” attitude toward God. Francis Chan likens the behavior to that of a couple, in love, and especially in that stage where you would do anything to spend time together; drive for miles for a short visit, spend amazing amounts of money to make the other one happy…that kind of love. I have a feeling that if I developed that kind of love toward God, my love for my family, friends, and fellow human beings might be deeper and more satisfying. I can see where that would happen, but I think I need to read the book again!

Go here to find out more about the book Crazy Love.

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pam said…
I have that book and have not yet read it...hmmmm. I have seen lots of blog posts about it recently...it's like the new "in" book to read. Just not into reading right now....so if you try it again let us know. :o) Hope your weekend is grand Liz!
Friday, October 29, 2010
Liz said…
Pam, I actually listened to it on CD while driving to work. If I run through it again, I will let you know. :)
Friday, October 29, 2010
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