Natasha Metzler 6 Minute Read I was in grade school that year, with pigtails and a crazy hunger for books to read. Once a week the youth pastor from the church would come in and read to us from Tales of the Kingdom, a trilogy of books that told of an enchanted city where everything was twisted up and dark,…
Chantel 14 Minute Read This past year, I needed stories. With each new loss and struggle that my family faced, and with the depth of fear and pain in our communities around the world, I prayed for peace and comfort, but my heart felt worn and beaten. I wasn’t really sure we’d find a safe way through the losses as they piled up around us. What I longed for more than anything was the reassurance of the truth that no matter what, God knows and good wins.
Jenni Marie 3 Minute Read I’m perpetually desperate for a good read and ridiculously horrible at finding new books. My typical system? Filter through Amazon.com’s free Kindle offerings, choose the prettiest covers, download to my tablet, read as little or as much as my attention span will allow, ultimately devouring (up to) a book an evening. My pickiness in five…
Gretchen Louise 14 Minute Read I’m always on the hunt for excellent books to provide my voracious readers with new adventures that will point their hearts and minds to truth. So when two friends recommended the same series to me in one week, I bought the first book on Audible. My children were instantly intrigued with The King of the…
Jennifer Church 5 Minute Read I thought I could reread just the first few chapters of Michael Phillips’ books. I was wrong. These books are just as enthralling and intense the second time around. They are not the kind of books you can sample and set down–even if you have read them before and already know the ending. When I…
Elisabeth Adams 15 Minute Read Have you ever picked up a George MacDonald novel, only to discover that is peppered with dialogue in a Scots dialect? As wonderfully fascinating as these conversations might sound if encountered in real life, these MacDonald passages can be downright impenetrable to readers from other countries. Today, a Scotsman by the name of David Jack…
Chautona Havig 6 Minute Read “You’re going to love this one.” She said it every time she gave me a book. The first time I met Judy, we argued theology. She taught me about mothering—by example. She was there for my first home birth, encouraging me with every breath I took. Birthdays, holidays, and more births—our friendship grew. Judy introduced…
Jennifer Church 8 Minute Read I don’t remember when or where I was introduced to him, but it was love at first sight. Generally speaking, I don’t believe in love at first sight, but when it comes to books, it’s a different matter altogether… And George MacDonald’s tales definitely caught my heart, causing me to devour each and every book…
Elisabeth Adams 8 Minute Read Three years ago, I interviewed Michael Phillips about his lifework of reintroducing George MacDonald’s writings to the world. Naturally, thinking and writing on the topic made me homesick for the familiar stories, and so I began to reread. While curled up in my Jerusalem home, vicariously roaming the hills of Scotland, I noticed that everyone…
Elisabeth Adams 12 Minute Read Michael Phillips is the author of at least 60 novels and 20 non-fiction books. A California native, he and his wife Judy raised three sons. They also ran their own press and bookshop, motivated largely by a desire to bring the works of the Scottish Victorian writer George MacDonald, the “Father of the Inklings,” back…
Katrina Slabaugh 5 Minute Read What does the fatherhood of God really signify? What does it mean to live as a child of God? How should the love of God influence my everyday life? Many Christians grapple with these questions as I have, and do. George MacDonald, the 19th century clergyman and writer, wrestled with these questions himself. The themes of…
Vicki V. Lucas 10 Minute Read I had just devoured The Chronicles of Narnia. I attacked a huge stack of books like they were the White Witch’s army. After reading all of them, I turned to my mom with quite a good deal of frustration. “They’re good books, but they’re not like Narnia at all!” Then my mom handed me a…
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