I rea
d Max when I first came to know Jesus. For a while I felt like I “knew” Max.
Up until about 10 years ago, I read every single book he had written . . . in fact, I read them before he wrote them.
Just kidding.
But something changed. I changed. My walk with the Lord changed. Instead of powerful stories or topical sermons . . . I really wanted to understand the words in the Bible for myself. I wanted to know what Jesus really meant . . . the full context of a powerful statement.
Or . . . the culture behind Paul’s message.
I really wanted to pedal my own bike, I suppose. And the more grounded I became, taking the spiritual training wheels off of my Bible, the less I read of Max Lucado’s work.
Max was/is an excellent teacher – the “Strider” in my life. . . someone that I grew under as I drafted off of him.
Don’t get me wrong. Max Lucado is an excellent writer. He paints a picture with words – a true talent and gift of the Lord. But I wanted the inspired Words of God to paint my spiritual backdrop.
I like a good book . . . this you well know if you read my blog regularly.
However, when it comes to pumping air into the tires of my spiritual 29’er . . . give me Jesus, the author and finisher of our faith… of my faith. Give me my Bible.
That said . . . Max on Life is a book filled with questions from Max fans . . . someone like the Jodi of 10 years ago. And those questions are answered by Max, the author. Kind of like a call-in radio show… only in a book.
Most likely, I would not have bought the book. But I would go to a bookstore on a date night and flip through the book looking for a soul stirring question to discuss with the Engineer.
If you’re a Max fanatic . . . sprint . . . don’t roll to the store for this book. But if you are a nominal fan and aren’t into books that are set up as a call-in radio show . . . don’t purchase the book.
Thank you Thomas Nelson for allowing me to read and review Max on Life. I was not paid for this post and was encouraged to freely give my opinion.
