Looking at my read and to-read list it's probably not a secret that I love Stephen King. Sure there's a handful that I haven't loved- but for the most part- I think he's pretty awesome as far as writers go. There is absolutely no end to his imagination. 
 "Revival" has all the makings and feel of a classic King novel. Small town guy from small town Maine. Meets a mysterious character that is kept in his life by happenstance, or maybe not. 
 What I loved about this book was that it made you think, I mean really think, about religion and it's place in our lives. 95% of this story seems to be the biography of a man who once knew a "miracle worker" who'd lost his faith. The last 20 pages are some of the most horrifying horror I think King has ever written. Coming from someone who remembers in vivid imaginative prismatics how that lady escaped from handcuffs in Gerald's Game, or the surgeon who cannibalized himself when he was shipwrecked on that island, or how those ass bunny aliens came into the world in Dreamcatcher, and finally how a certain teenager with a brain tumor sat in a dark pantry with his two murdered rotting goofriends in Under the Dome. I remember all those things. The stuff of nightmares. Stuff that gives me the shivers. Some stuff I wish I could not remember. The ending of this book is perfect. But horrifying. Just read it.