The ultimate immortal

After having the book since early December (hey, I was busy), I finally finished Anne Rice’s “Christ the Lord: Out of Egypt” tonight and honestly – I was left with my heart beating fast and a tear in my eye.

I’ve always been an Anne Rice fan. I’m not one of those people who rave on and on about her Vampire Chronicles. If anything, I loved her series of witch novels most, but if I had to pick one book, my most favorite ever was “The Mummy.” I think the only book of hers I have not read, which includes the ones under her pseudonyms Anne Rampling and A.N. Roquelaure, is “Cry to Heaven.” I think the problem with trying to read that book was that I was 12 years old at the time. Ah well.

Anyway, the book is utterly rich in description as so many of Anne Rice’s books are. The sweet, naive humanity of the boy Jesus, (spoiler warning!) who is eight years when he discovers countless babies were slaughtered in King Herod’s maniacal search for Him, is so refreshing and helps those who believe in Him (and I count myself among them) in awe of how powerful He is, yet so sweet, sincere and thirsty for knowledge.

And with this book, I even did something I had never done before – I read the Author’s Note in entirety. I suppose I wanted to know why and how she came to produce this novel. The author’s note was a little harder to comprehend than the actual novel itself, but I got through it. However, reading the Author’s note was useful because she goes through the many, many books and authors she used to write “Christ the Lord” – I’ll definitely be looking for some of those resources myself when I next go on a book shopping spree.

However, what blew me away was this passage in her Author’s Note:

“I offer this book to those who know nothing of Jesus Christ in the hope that you will see him in these pages in some form. I offer this novel with love to my readers who’ve followed me through one strange turn after another in the hope that Jesus will be as real to you as any other character I’ve ever launched into the world we share.

After all, is Christ Our Lord not the ultimate supernatural hero, the ultimate outsider, the ultimate immortal of them all?”

Man. That one truly got me in the gut, because it was so true.