Don Miller

I must admit to something. It's annoying me that the emerging church is embracing Don Miller's book, Blue Like Jazz, so much. It's one of the best book I've read. But having everyone else and their mothers reading it and starting small groups around it kinda cheapens it. Oh well.
All this to say that I'm reading Don Miller's latest book. It's called Searching For God Knows What. I wouldn't say it's as well written as Blue Like Jazz. But Don Miller does it again. He hits the nail right on the head. He expresses something I've been trying to put into words for the last couple months. And he does it quiasi-perfectly (in my opinion).
The book is all about how we crave other people's love and approval. About we have this need to be validated by people. About how our identity needs to be spoken to us by someone outside ourself. It's about Genesis 3 and how we try to fill the relational emptiness caused by the Fall. It's about how Jesus was relational above anything else. It's pretty brilliant.
If you read my post entitled "Confessions", this all might ring a bell. It's crazy. I think Don Miller can read my thoughts. Or something.

If I could press a button and go back to the way it was in the Garden of
Eden, I would, because so many times I don't feel like I have any glory at all.
I feel like I am trying to get other people to say I am important and valued,
and even when they do, it feels as though their opinion isn't strong enough to
give me the feeling I need, the feeling that quit at the Fall.
- Don Miller, in "Searching For God Knows What".