Over the past few years Tim Challies has written hundreds of book reviews. Invariably he finds a way to focus on the positive, finding something worthwhile in otherwise lackluster books. But Karen Armstrong’s The Case for God has stymied his ability to find anything worth praising.

Well, almost:

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It is a rare occasion that I find it difficult to point out any redeeming features in a book—when I struggle to find a single positive to write in a review. Unfortunately Karen Armstrong’s The Case for God is one of those books—one that is so monstrously bad, so hopelessly awful, so wretchedly miserable, that it took concerted effort just to finish it. Heck, even the cover stinks—a pile of religiously-significant books hovering at a strange angle over a plain background. I tell you what: I will concede the font. The book is set in Granjon, a very nice, classical font that is very consistent with the earliest Garamond type faces. It is classy and classical but without being antique. But that is as good as the book gets.

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