I have to say, the cover of the book and the serious nature of the title: “Home With God: In a Life That Never Ends” made me think this would be heavy reading. And, well, it is in many places. But Neale Donald Walsch’s style makes it so enjoyable you barely notice that you’re absorbing pretty weighty stuff. He doesn’t so much converse with God as he settles in for a nice chit chat, like one might do over a cup of coffee (or a beer) with an old friend. His downright playful manner makes even the weightiest of concepts manageable.

For example:

NDW: That makes even less sense! Things happen either sequentially OR simultaneously. It can’t be both.

God: It can’t?
I’m telling ou that all of life is both.

NDW: All of is “sequential” AND “simultaneous”?

God: That is correct.

NDW: Well, okay then, this is blowing my mind. I am unable to hold this in my reality.

God: Can you conceive of the possibility? Ca you stretch your mind to be able to conceive of the possibility?
There is no word for this experience in your language, so we’ll have to make one up. Let’s say that all of life is “sequentaneous.” It is “sequential” and “simultaneous” at the same time.

My favorite, though, from the book is beautiful in its simple depth: Hope is thought, made divine.

Now isn’t *that* a wonderful thought?