Those of you who think we shouldn’t have favorite books and especially favorite Gospels are, of
course, welcome to make the requisite harumph-ing noises, but a greater number of readers are probably quietly affirming, “Yeah,
me too.” And of course in finding particular delight in John, I am not in the
least disparaging Matthew, Mark or Luke, all of whom wrote with specific
purposes, intended audiences and special emphases, and each of whom is tremendously
edifying in his own particular way.
But John is just different.