
A general rule in creating stories is that people don’t want to change. They must be forced to change. (p. 100)
Fear isn’t only a guide to keep us safe; it’s also a manipulative emotion that can trick us into living a boring life. (p. 108)
The main way we learn story is not through movies or books; it’s through each other. You become like the people you interact with. And if your friends are living boring stories, you probably will to. We teach our children good or bad stories, what is worth living for and what is worth dying for, what is worth pursuing, and the dignity with which a character engages his own narrative. (p. 160)
I think this [referencing a story is when most people give up on their stories. They come out of college wanting to change the world, wanting to get married, wanting to have kids and change the way people buy office supplies. But they get into the middle and discover it was harder than they thought. They can’t see the distant shore anymore, and they wonder if their paddling is moving them forward. None of the trees behind them are getting smaller and none of the trees ahead are getting bigger. They take it out on their spouses, and they go looking for an easier story. (p. 179)
Before this, I couldn’t understand why a person would commit suicide. And while I now have the perspective that only comes from distance, and the perspective always comes, I know the power a lie has to shrink time into what seems the eternal end of things. It is a true miracle I survived that hour. I wasn’t numb anymore. I was allowed to feel the brunt of it. The bones penetrated my chest in a sudden rip, emptying a body of blood down my shirt and onto my lap. The blood pooled in the lap of my pants and seeped into the carpet in my hotel room. I clasped my hand over my heart and knelt between the bed and the television and rolled onto the floor and cried out to God a lamenting demand that he would come and save me from the sorrow that, for the immensity of it, I could only attribute to him in the first place. I didn’t want to learn whatever it was he wanted to teach me. I cried out to him an angry petition for rescue. I doubted him and need him at the same time. God seem to me, in that moment, a cruel father burning a scar into my skin with his cigarette. And yet I knew he was the only one with the power to make the pain go away. (p. 195).
I don’t mean to insinuate there are no minor climaxes to human stories. There are. A kid can try to make the gootball team and in a moment of climax sees his name on the coach’s list. A girl can want to get married and feel euphoric when the man of her dreams slides a rin on her finger. But these aren’t the stories I’m talking about. These are substories. When that kid makes the football team, he is going to find out that playing football is hard, and he’s going to find himself in the middle of yet another story. And the girl is going to wake up three months into her marriage and realize she is, in fact, still lonely, and so many of her issues haven’t gone away. And if both of these people aren’t careful, they’re going to get depressed because they thought the climax to their substory was actually a climax to the human story, and it wasn’t. The human story goes on. (p. 202-203)
We don’t know how much we are capable of loving until the people we love are being taken away, until a beautiful story is ending. (p. 223)

:: Donald Miller, himself raised without a father, started a mentorship program called "The Mentoring Project" for fatherless boys in America as a result of his desire to live a better story and help others. The program has gained a great deal of attention as evidenced by that fact that Miller has had several meetings with President Obama regarding fatherlessness in America. Miller blogs here and you can follow him on Twitter if you so choose: @donmilleris.
3 comments:
Kevin,
What have you gleaned regarding Miller's theological perspectives as you've read his books?
Miller is in interesting (read: semi-confusing) guy when it comes to his theological beliefs. Although I don't remember where I read it, he's stated in the past that he leans toward a reformed stance on soteriology, and from what I can tell, the church he is a part of in Portland seems to be pretty solid. It's called Imago Dei and Rick McKinley is the lead guy there.
When it comes to what Miller communicates specifically in his books, he remains relatively ambiguous. This is due in large part, I would assume, to the wide spectrum of beliefs held by his audience. I've read some reviews that tear Miller apart and essentially proclaim him to be the voice of post-modern Christianity and others that see him as a tremendous blessing to present day Christianity. I think he's just a guy who is more open and honest about wrestling through issues than the majority of authors tend to be. He seems to be ok with writing his thoughts on an issue before being 99.9% certain that his views are right.
Additionally I think that Miller sees so much being written about Christianity from the "structured doctrinal" side of things, that he swings the pendulum clear to the other side. He gave some helpful remarks on this at the very of his book, Searching for God Knows What.
Every once in a while I'll read something in his books that makes me cringe (he made a random comment in this latest book that clearly stated that, as a result of the friendships he formed during a bike ride across America, he no longer believes people are intrinsically bad), but as a whole, I enjoy reading his thoughts on life and I can always count on him forcing me to think from a new perspective.
As a whole, I wouldn't endorse all of what he says, but I'm ok with spending the cash to buy his books. In contrast, I still regret the $11.00 I spent on The Shack.
Have you read any of Miller's books? What did you think?
I don't think I've read too much of Miller. Thanks for your perspective.
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