A Late teaser Cecilia

     A wave of emotions, a mixture of angers and longings, washed over Mack and as if on cue his father's colors burst from across the meadow and enveloped him.  He was lost in a wash of ruby and vermillion, magenta and violet, as the light and color whirled around and embraced him.  And somehow, in the middle of the exploding storm, he found himself running across the meadow to find his father, running toward the source of the colors and emotions.  He was a little boy wanting his daddy, and for the first time he was not afraid.  He was running, not caring for anything but the object of his heart, and he found him.  His father was on his knees awash in light, tears sparkling like a waterfall of diamonds and jewels into the hands that covered his face.
   "Daddy!" yelled Mack, and threw himself onto the man who could not even look at his son.  In the howl of wind and flame, Mack took his father's face in his two hands, forcing his dad to look him in the face so he could stammer the words he had always wanted to say:  "Daddy, I'm so sorry! Daddy, I love you!"  The light of his words seemed to blast darkness out of his father's colors, turning them blood red.  They exchanged sobbing words of confession and forgiveness, as a love greater than either one healed them.

                                                                  The Shack by William P. Young

This book was a challenge for me to read.  The first part read pretty good and then came the part where Mack went to the shack and met God, Jesus and the Holy Ghost.  It is how the author portrayed them that I had to work through.  I did enjoy the book, I just have to realize that the world looks on religion different that I do and be open minded.