I recently reread this book for the first time in five years. And I was constantly in awe while reading it--in awe of the powerful and masterful writing, character development, characterization, setting, deep themes, and so much more. The protagonist, in particular, is one of the most vivid and lifelike I've ever read, with a huge and powerful redemption arc. The author makes each character and their world come alive. I could say a lot more about the story, especially about the protagonist, his character development, and his family and friend relationships.
This book also made me cry the last two times I read it--and there are few books that do that. A book must take me by surprise and move me greatly in order to cause actual tears and sobs. And this one does. When I read it five years ago, I remember crying because I was distraught over a character death. And this time, I cried for the plight of the people whom Jesus healed and helped, including the protagonist's sister and so many real people in the Bible. Those stories in the Gospels have always touched me and meant a lot to me, because Jesus cared about those people and healed them, and he still does that today.
This book is not without its flaws. There were several small details that seemed wrong, and several larger shortcomings. I didn't enjoy the later chapters as much each time I read this book, and I don't think they're as well-written or authentic--which is a shame, because most of the book is so incredibly powerful and well-written.
The biggest flaw, in my eyes, is a shortcoming of most Biblical fiction--some of the words the author placed in the mouth of Jesus were trite and did not ring true. In one scene of this book in particular, something Jesus said about hate vs. love sounded exactly like what Martin Luther King, Jr. said on that topic--and I love those MLK quotes so very much--but they don't belong in dialogue from Jesus himself, and I don't believe the Bible states it that way or simplifies it that much. It's Jesus, not love, that saves us and conquers hate, even if he himself is love. I could go on. Those lines just stuck in my throat and ruined the effect the book had on me.
But even so, I love this book. It's the only Biblical fiction book I tolerate, much less adore. Most Biblical fiction taints the Bible for me, and I hate the fictionalization of real Biblical people, especially Jesus. But I've heard from friends that many Biblical fiction books do for them what The Bronze Bow does for me, overall--it makes first-century Israel come alive, makes me see the Biblical accounts in a new and wonderful way, makes the people and stories in the Bible more real and vivid to me. It drives me back to the Bible to read the Gospels and Isaiah, the Scriptures that talk about Jesus. It fills me with joy and makes me love him more, during the parts when he seems authentic and accurate (the exception is the quote I mentioned above). It makes me see and feel what it was like for the people who longed for and experienced Jesus' coming, what life was like for Jesus and his followers and others of the time, what it meant to accept Jesus as the Son of God in the face of opposition.
And for those reasons, I love this book, despite shortcomings in the later chapters.
I recommend it highly, and I'm so glad I reread it after so long.