Close Enough to Hear God Breathe, by Greg Paul, took me on a short roller-coaster ride of expectation, suspicion, surprise and fulfillment.
I was drawn to the book by the title: Close Enough to Hear God Breathe sounded like just the sort of book I longed for. I am drawn to to books that draw me deeper into God, the reading of which feels as much like prayer as it does reading.
I was slightly turned off, however, by the subtitle (The Great Story of Divine Intimacy), and by the structure of the book, organized into five parts: The Heart of the Matter (a few introductory chapters), followed by Creation, The Fall, Redemption, and Consummation. Don't get me wrong; this is a worthy subject, maybe close to the ONLY worthy subject. But I have read so many overviews and summaries along these lines, I expect to be bored by it.
But I wasn't. I really liked this book. It mostly delivered on its promise of helping the reader hear the voice of God in the ordinary moments of life, as well as in the broad, deep current of Scripture. It actually was a little like putting my head on God’s chest. And hearing him whisper, “You’re my child, my love, my pleasure.”
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