Maybe I'm just a contrarian, but I have a certain aversion to books that make their way into the conversations of everyday Christians. I usually go for books that carry depth, insight, analysis, critique, and history...basically, anything but a sappy story.
Much like I did with The Shack, I gave in and read The Same Kind of Different As Me. This book tells the story of Ron Hall, a wealthy art-dealer who never had a problem that money couldn't help, and Denver Moore, a man raised in poverty as a share-cropper in the south. The two unlikely acquaintances met through Ron's wife who worked with a homeless shelter in the metro area of Dallas-Fort Worth. What began as Ron's self-congratulatory act of "lending a hand," eventually became a bond between he and Denver that anchored them through the storms of life.
This book was better than I expected, but my wife enjoyed it even more. She laughed and cried all through the book (and sometimes she did both at the same time!). As soon as she finished, she passed it on to one of her friends to read.
disclaimer: I was provided a review copy of this book by Thomas Nelson Publishers. All opinions expressed here are my own.
Wednesday, January 5, 2011
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