20 October 2010

Here I go again...

The other night, I stopped at our local Goodwill to drop some things off.  I know that they sell books there, so I snuck over quick to see if they had anything.

I found a copy of a beloved childhood story book that I remember, and I thought it might be cool to read to my kids.

I also found a book by Greg Boyd, titled Letters From a Skeptic.

And then I fell flat on my face.  Not literally.  I would have preferred to fall literally, rather than how I did.  It started at the checkout counter, as the person behind the counter rang me up.

He looked at the Boyd book, and then at me.

"This book is not what you think it is."  he said.