Zacky Chen Chen itibaren Rybowo, Polonya itibaren Rybowo, Polonya

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A kid's book (albeit a twisted one), although enjoyable at any age. Great story, and the illustrations are delightfully trippy.

For me this book presented such a refreshing picture of what God's love and relating to him is really about. It seemed to describe a totally new way of looking at and living Christianity that my heart knew must be true but couldn't really put words to. I'm frustrated that I haven't been able to retain all the goodness and insight that I felt while reading -- I shall certainly have to re-read at some point and probably be just as refreshed all over again. One thing I really loved about this book was that all the chapters were the perfect length for this kind of material. The only minor criticism I have is the writing style occasionally drifting towards being kinda polished (just leaning a little to the style of a university lecture rather than a genuine exposition of someone's heart). but it never goes too far in this direction and never gets in the way of his message. Don't let the dodgey cliché title put you off -- this is a very powerful book!

I recently saw the movie, Knocked Up, and Leslie Mann strangely reminded me of a modern day Dolly. They were insecure, supporting characters for their sisters with flawed marriages, lots of children, and regrets for the loss of their youth. Come to think of it, there are probably a wealth of other connections I could make between these two stories. Of course it would be a stretch to parallel Ben to Vronsky, he's more of a pot-smoking Levin. And then there is the fact that one story is a comedy and the other a tragedy. But when you think of it, there is really just a fine line between those two genres. All it would've taken was for Katherine Heigl's character to have an abortion or Ben to become extremely poverty stricken for the plot to lead to railroad tracks. Adversely, if Vronsky smoked a few joints and Anna had a career (there must have been some historical Russian equivalent to E!) then they may have lived long and prospered. Is it crazy to think that the writing prowess of both Tolstoy and Judd Apatow are on par with one another? Could these great minds be linked?