Now certainly there is still Christian innovation in the world of the arts; I think of the music of mewithoutyou, Gungor, and Reed Jones and the visual art created by my good friend Todd Buschur. And it would be faulty of me to say that no good comes out of the paintings of Thomas Kincaid or the “Inspiration” section at Barnes and Noble.
With all of that in mind, I am especially suspicious of Christian Fiction. I have a great love for literature and for novelists who over the centuries have been able to weave faith into their writings without sacrificing literary quality. And I hold a special reprehension for authors who pump out masses of skin-deep pulp Christian books for the sake of a few dollars (I’m thinking of you Tim Lahaye!) So it was with a great degree of wariness that I picked up and began to read “The Shack” by Wm. Paul Young.
It’s not about justification at all; it’s about redemption. The question was never, “God, how can I change the past?” It has always been, “God, will you redeem my present?” And the answer has always been a resounding “YES, just stop trying to control it and let Me take over.”