Great story teller, every thing is wide open. Itâ€™s authenticity or nothing for Donald Miller. So the doubts, and longings, the misplaced affections, the questions of faith, the mystery, the struggle itâ€™s all there. Itâ€™s a bit messy and itâ€™s meandering, itâ€™s comfortable to read in an uncomfortable way. Stuff is not always thought completely through, Itâ€™s like a personal journal put into print. Donald Miller doesnâ€™t have it right all the time, & some of his illustrations might actually be unhelpful (adoption page 130 for example). But then again who does have it right all the time? Organized religion is distasteful to Don, he likes to have a bit of a rebel edge to him as he writes, wants to be a bit jaded sounding, but not too much. At times he comes off as a wimpy sounding, pop culture junky. But in the end, Don emerges as a very human, very humble, very courageous follower of Jesus.
There is one other thing that saddens me. Donald recounts the story of how he spent a month in the woods with a bunch of hippies. He speaks of the experience in glowing terms, almost utopian -- love, acceptance, authentic community -- but no faith in God, no gospel. Then he compares his experience of church, and basically concludes that the church sucks. If that is true. If a band of non-believing, drug crazed, inebriated, free love hippies, has more to offer as far as genuine love and community goes then the body of Christ? Then what am I doing being a church planter?
- Surely the body of Christ has more genuine love and care for people. It must be so or my faith is in vain, I have a future eternal hope yes, but my redemption has already started and there needs to be a marked difference how we love each other here and now, because of Godâ€™s Spirit alive in us. If there is not we have no witness...and that was likely Donaldâ€™s point. -- Point taken! but I have to believe that the grass is not greener on the Hippy side of the fence!