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Book Review: Soul Print by Mark Batterson

I'm so excited to share this with you! I've been waiting by the mailbox for my very first book to review and finally it has arrived. "Soul Print" by Mark Batterson. I received this book for free from WaterBrook Multnomah Publishing Group. It’s a great read and I can’t wait to recommend it to my friends!


The first section was so good, I didn't want to put it down. Mark Batterson challenges, even inspires his readers to dig deep into themselves to see who they were created to be, to live at a level that surpasses the superficial and find their true identity in Christ.

“The best form of worship is becoming the best version of who God has created you to be.” (p. 146) You were made for a purpose. Good deeds were designed for you to do long before you were you. No one has ever existed or will exist who can worship God like you. This is what Batterson calls your soul print, and it’s as unique as your fingerprint. Using the life of King David, Batterson wisks the reader away from the daily grind and places before them the question “What is your God-given identity?”

Too often we trudge through life living day in and day out in response to our immediate needs and the demands placed on us, giving little thought to the fact that our circumstances are divinely orchestrated. Batterson points out that we are being set up. Set up by God. “The King of kings goes before His servants to prepare the road ahead. In other words, He strategically positions us in the right place at the right time. God is setting you up, and that ought to fill you with an unshakable sense of destiny.” (p.11)

This book left me feeling compelled to sit at the feet of the Father to find my own soul print. I highly recommend it; it will bring a clarity and direction to the life of anyone who calls themselves a follower of Christ. George Eliot said “It’s never too late to be who you might have been.” At whatever stage of life you find yourself, this is true. And that is the message of this book. Because life is about the who. Who you were made to be. The only way to become who you were created to be is by looking at the One who planned your days long before you took your first breath.

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