The Jesus I've always wanted to know better

By Kim Shippey Senior Writer

Before I Set Out A Few Weeks Ago on a vacation trip that included a 17-hour trans-Atlantic hop, a close colleague said, "Get absorbed in a paperback thriller, and you won't even notice how long the flight is. Take a Follett or a Clancy—they're heaven for a long trip."

What I dared not tell her was that I'd already bought not a Clancy but a Yancey. What's more, I felt pretty close to "heaven" during my reading of Philip Yancey's The Jesus I Never Knew (Zondervan/Harper-Collins, 1995). The hours raced by, and the trip was smooth, refreshing, challenging.

Not only was I "kept company" by one of America's most successful religion writers, but also by his support team of quotable thinkers, including Søren Kierkegaard, Karl Barth, Leo Tolstoy, G. K. Chesterton, Scott Peck, Walter Wink, C. S. Lewis, Malcolm Muggeridge, Fyodor Dostoevsky, W. H. Auden, and Mother Teresa.

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