I don't just like books for the good feeling I get when I finish the final page and shut it and put it back on the bookshelf. Nope. Books unlock things that otherwise I would never figure out.
Tonight I finished Blue Like Jazz for the fiftieth time. If you haven't read it, go and get yourself a copy. It's all worth it.
I'm going through this weird season of life right now. Figuring out who I am. Figuring out exactly what I believe about God and following Christ. Those sorts of things that I hear are normal for a college student. Currently I'm going through a refining process you could say. Whoever said it was easy going through this lied. It's not. It's hard. It's difficult. It hurts. It's almost painful.
But it's good.
So, like I said I finished Blue Like Jazz. It's one of the few books that I am captivated right from beginning to end. I know...there has been negative talk about this book, but I don't really care what anyone says.
The book has about 250 pages. At about page 245 I gasp. My eyes get wide and I finally realize why I adore him and his writing.
Don Miller and I are kindred spirits. We are the same person.
It sounds creepy, but it really isn't.
Everything he talked about I could absolutely relate too. He has pride issues,and so do I. He is needy, and so am I. He thinks and talks and writes like I do. It was as if the whole book was a reflection of me. So weird.
Everything he talked about I could absolutely relate too. He has pride issues,and so do I. He is needy, and so am I. He thinks and talks and writes like I do. It was as if the whole book was a reflection of me. So weird.
It gives me great hope for myself. There are more days then not that I think I am getting know where in my faith journey. There are plenty of days where I think I will never change. I will never get over myself and actually see others clearly, and for what they are worth. I will never love genuinely.
But God has done a miraculous work in Don Miller's life,and He is doing a miraculous work in mine as well. And in other people's lives too. That's comforting. Don is a human just like me. We are both so severely broken and tattered, but a long long long time ago Jesus gave up his very life so we may have life. nuttso.
That's all.
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