What difference do it make?

Last week, I finished Same Kind of Different as Me, posted a review on my blog, and attended a book club meeting where we discussed the book. At the book club, we were told there was a sequel and there was some talk of trying to obtain the sequel and read it. We unanimously reveled in the book.

I was overjoyed then to see a publisher's representative posted a comment on my blog about my review. She mentioned the new sequel and offered to send me a copy. I replied and, to my astonishment, I found a beautiful copy of the new book in my next day's mail.

I will warn you that sequels often disappoint me. I'm not even one to read all the books in a series; I will often read the first book and then stop, not wanting to experience the disappointment of a follow-up book.

This book was not a disappointment. I picked it up at noon and leisurely read it and thought about it all afternoon. It answers some questions we pondered at our book group (included are some photos of Denver's artwork and we learn more about Ron's experiences with his father) but it also includes stories of people who were affected by the first book and felt called to take action.

I'm happy that I can recommend it to others. It's the best kind of book about real Christianity, the kind that pops up in surprising places, that moves in waves of love.