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Book Review: One Thing

The title of this book could almost be read in a voice-over by William Shatner; Boldly pursuing all that matters. But that would probably be cheesy and take away from this great book by Dwayne Roberts.

Dwayne offers great big nuggets of truth such as;

We are defined by how God feels about us, and God's delight is not defined by our failures or successes.


I think the majority of the Church in the Western world is oblivious to what bursts forth from the heart of the living God.


Near the end of the book his invitation is to
come, fall in love with the greatest Lover the world has ever known.


Using stories from the lives of David, Paul, Mary and more, Dwayne gives us a vivid picture of what we mean to God. His hope is that in giving us even a tiny glimpse will move us to pursue God in much the same way. After all, what else is there that satisfies.

Authors write about it, church-goers hint at it and street preachers yell about it, but in the end there is God and there is you. What will you go after? Quoting again from Dwayne,
My prayer is, Jesus, I will give my all to something, somewhere, and I want it to be You.


Published by Relevant Books, this is a must-read.

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