Book review: Fearless

I’ve always enjoyed Max Lucado’s writings, and his most recent book Fearless lived up to my expectations for inspiration and hope. He has a way of sharing his own life experience and connecting it straight to the Biblical story. Sometimes, I admit, I am a little jealous about some of this stories. He got to go in a fighter plane one day…not something I ever expect to do! However, it finds a connection to my own life…when I’m in a figurative downward spiral.

From his experience in the plane sitting right behind the fighter pilot:

Didn’t take me long to figure out where to stare. No more looking down or out. My eyes were on the pilot. If T-Mac was okay, I was okay.
I know where to stare in turbulence. Peter learned the same lesson the hard way. Exchange the plane for a thirty-foot fishing boat, the San Antonio sky for a Galilean sea, and our stories begin to parallel. “But the boat was now in the middle of the sea, tossed by the waves, for the wind was contrary” (Matt. 14:24).

I can think of many times when I’ve felt like I had no where to look in my life without getting nauseated by what I’d see. Until I remembered to just look at Christ, and focus there until the turbulence passed. Max has such a way of reminding us of these simple truths! Thanks, Max.

“The Shack” by William P. Young

Also in response to last Sunday’s sermon I heard that I need to read the book, “The Shack.” I found a review of it online and picked it up tonight at Boarders to read while I’m on vacation the next few weeks. Has anyone else read this yet? Thoughts?

Blue Like Jazz

This week I spent two whole days at home with the flu…or at least very flu-like symptoms.

Much of that time was spent in bed with a few saltines, some ginger ale, and a great book, “Blue Like Jazz” by Donald Miller.

Blue Like Jazz Cover

Miller writes in a style similar to Anne Lamott, one of my favorite writers. I highly recommend this book to those who are hoping to find a kindred spirit in the search for an authentic faith and life with Christ.

One of the lines that has stuck with me: “By reducing Christian spirituality to formula, we deprive our hearts of wonder.” (205) “I don’t think there is any better worship than wonder.” (206)

So often the Psalmists capture this heart of wonder and I find my prayer life enriched when I can pray those words…even when I have lost that sense of wonder myself. Psalm 8 is one of those Psalms that captures a sense of wonder…but what an interesting thought to experience that wonder of God’s majesty as worship! Thanks, Donald Miller.