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I Am Not But I Know I AM


If ever there was going to be a perfect blend of blog and book review, today is that day, my friends. It would be like getting just the right amount of fudge on your ice cream, not so much that you're licking fudge off your spoon long after the ice cream is gone. But not so little that you're left eating plain vanilla ice cream at the end of the bowl. That would just be sad. 

Louie Giglio, author of I am not but I know I AM can come pray at my inauguration anytime he would like. I have only heard Louie preach before, but I was pretty stoked to grab a copy of his latest book. In this one book, Giglio does a great job of explaining why it's all about God and how that makes it not about us at us all.

Along the way, he also explains why it's okay for us to be uncomfortable with this truth. 

If this fact makes you feel a tad bit uncomfortable, you're not alone. Invariably, when I talk about the vastness of God and the cosmos, someone will say, "You're making me feel bad about myself and making me feel really, really small," as if that's the worst thing that could happen. But the point is not to make you feel small, rather to help you see and embrace the reality that you are small. Really, really small.
But that's not where the story ends. ~Louie Giglio, pg44

Indeed, that is not where the story ends. Louie weaves many a story into the vast truth of God. Honestly, this should be required reading for any believer. It was not required reading for me. I received this book for free from my good friends at Waterbrook Multnomah Publishing. They give me books and ask me to tell people what I think.

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If you've never taken the time to consider just how big God is, let this book be your tour through the cosmos. Because in discovering how big God really is, we'll also discover just how small we are. But this is not to our shame. We are what God created us to be. The knowledge of how small we are, coupled with the fact God created us, should leave us focused, not on our smallness, but on the glory of God. 

After all, I am not, but I know I AM.
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