One of my resolutions this year was to read at least two quality books a month. I'm on number four! I think I'll finish it today or tomorrow.
It's Anne Rice's Christ the Lord-Out of Egypt.
When I was in college, during a significant crisis of faith, I got into Anne Rice's vampire novels. They are very graphic and sensual, and I ended up throwing them away in my dorm's dumpster because, for me, I knew they weren't good for my soul. I haven't picked up one of her books since, and I was never quite brave enough to WATCH Interview with the Vampire. So I remember reading a review of this book in World magazine a while back and when I saw it at the library, I snatched it up and then found that an hour had passed without me even knowing it, engrossed as I was in the possibilities of a tale of Jesus as a young boy.
Anne Rice converted back to catholicism after many years of denying God's existence. Though raised a Catholic, she married an atheist and reports that her years writing hopeless literature illustrates her longing and seeking after God.
I'm only half way through the book. I was hesitant to read it at first, wondering if it was heretical to speculate about Jesus' early years. I don't think it is, at least I hope it's not...At any rate, I like it. I really do. We'll see how it ends.