This book made me laugh, cry, and question myself all at the same time.
Mitch Albom does a wonderful job eulogizing his childhood and connecting the stories of the suburban rabbi and an former addict, urban pastor. The tolerance of both men show that religion isn’t necessarily about getting others to believe what you believe, but more about feeling strongly enough in your own faith to actually believe it.
I loved the story and felt that everything the rabbi said was exactly how I felt about my own beliefs most days. I would recommend it to anyone of any religious background, no matter how strongly they believed.