
It’s absolutely no secret that I’m a Donald Miller fan. Maybe slightly less known is the fact that I love road trips, traveling and leaving places in general, especially stories about such things. They are always ripe with epiphany and growth in their characters.
Through Painted Deserts is a true story about Miller himself, who, in his younger years, jumped in a van with a friend in his hometown of Houston and meandered his way to Portland, Oregon, where he still lives today (I hear).
It’s noticeably less spiritually-conceived than Blue Like Jazz and Searching for God Knows What, with much more emphasis on storytelling, character development and descriptive writing. No complaints from me. Miller’s a wonderful writer, no matter the subject.
Still, though, those road trip epiphanies and growth are there. And it was clearly no mistake that I was reading this book while on my first international adventure in Thailand, for in his introduction, he offers a simple command to the reader: Leave. As in, get out of where you’re comfortable, even if for a little while. Go out and see the world, learn how you differ from others and what they do better that you could stand to improve upon. This was, coincidentally, a common subject of discussion between my travel partner, Buddy, and I.
Now, enjoy some random Don Miller quotes:
I had only recently begun questioning my faith in God, a kind of commercial, American version of spirituality. I had questions because of the silliness of its presuppositions. The rising question of why had been manifesting for some time, and had previously only been answered by Western Christianity’s propositions of behavior modification. What is beauty? I would ask. Here are the five keys to a successful marriage, I would be given as an answer. It was as if nobody was listening to the question being groaned by all of creation, groaned through the pinings of our sexual tensions, our broken biochemistry, the blending of light and smog to make our glorious sunsets.
I was raised to believe that the quality of a man’s life would greatly increase, not with the gain of status or success, not by his heart’s knowing romance or by prosperity in industry or academia, but by his nearness to God. It confuses me that Christian living is not simpler.
I love that second one especially. And it ties in with my next book review heavily, which you’ll see tomorrow, as well as my recent post about buying phones.
One more book down on my reading list, fourteen more to go!