Our Last Great Hope by Ronnie Floyd

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While the earth's time clock ticks away, well-meaning Christians go to church, pay their tithes, and pray for foreign missionaries-going through the motions of Christian life as millions face an eternity without God. If heaven is indeed for real, and only those who have put their faith in Christ will be given entrance, shouldn't we be making the most of every opportunity to share the Gospel, the last great hope for all the world?
Join pastor Ronnie Floyd as he challenges readers to face reality and begin a global movement to reach the lost. He says, "God is calling us to an awakening regarding his most urgent command found in Matthew 28:19 to go and make disciples of all nations. This Great Commission is the compelling charge given to us with divine authority by our Commander in Chief, Jesus Christ."

Much of this book was full of interesting and challenging information. There were blurbs about adoption, missions, church planting, and the like. I am passionate about all of those things. I just could not connect with this book. I wanted to. As the pages opened, I felt a stirring, but that quickly dissipated. I am guessing that Ronnie is an excellent orator. Unfortunately, the book reads like a book report. It was a list of facts about characters in his life. I felt like I was watching an infomercial trying to sell them to me. The cover left something to be desired. That doesn't leave the topic wanting. God desires us to share God's truth with others.


2stars. Good content. Poor Delivery.

This book was graciously provided by ThomasNelson Publishers.

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