I'm Blue Da-Bo-De-Ba-Mm-Da... Part 2

I posted part 1 of my reaction to Donald Miller’s Blue Like Jazz the other day. This is the first book that I have read during my month-long TV fast. (The second, for the record, was the novelization of Superman Returns. Health food, then junk food.) As I said before, these are just some things that stuckk out to me in the book, and my thoughts on them. So, here, as promised, is part 2:

-“Romance can’t possibly carry all we want it to.” I’m a single dude. Half of me; albeit the cynical, jaded half, agrees with this statement. But I believe that it’s all a matter of perspective. When we approach a relationship as that which should define us in how we are known to others and in our own self image, we are undoubtedly and expectedly let down. After all, one of the curses that was a result of the fall in Genesis 3 was that Eve would lust after her husband. But, here, the word lust takes on a different meaning than that which we give it today. Here, lust means more “to long for something that, once you get it, doesn’t deliver what it promised.” When we approach a relationship, be it romantic or not, with the expectation that it will fulfill us in our search for purpose and identity, we are let down because God didn’t design us to be filled that way. He designed us to be filled by Him. So, the other half of me, the half that disagrees with this, does so because I would like to think that I have healthy expectations of my relationships. Therefore, romance CAN carry all I want it to. But who knows? After all, I am a single dude…

-“We see those cigarette advertisements with the rugged cowboy riding around alone on a horse, and we think that is strength, when, really, it is like setting your soul down on a couch and not exercising it. The soul needs to interact with other people to be healthy.” This is another statement that scares me a little. I have always had a little bit of pride in being able to ?make it on my own". Maybe this come from being raised in The South, maybe it comes from my dad, who by every definition of the word, is a loner. Probably both. But, if I don't keep myself in check, I could see myself becoming the rugged, lonely cowboy. I think that Miller's right. People are what our souls are sharpened on. When we try to become hermits, sheltering oursleves from others because we're afraid we'll be rejected or hurt, we get spiritually flabby.

All in all, I really like this book. I'm starting a new one tonight. I'll let you guys know when I'm done...

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