Donald Miller has written a book about writing a movie about a book he wrote. And it is great. A Million Miles in a Thousand Years takes on the meaninglessness of life. I’m not sure the book triumphs over life, but it will inspire you to give living a shot. Miller is honest as usual:
“I wrote a memoir a several years ago that sold a lot of copies. I got a big head about it for a while and thought I was an amazing writer or something, but I’ve written books since that haven’t sold, so I am increasingly insecure again and things are back to normal.”
Even if you aren’t a reader, order one to display in your library; it has a very sexy dust jacket. If you choose to read it, you might find yourself challenged to take risks and to live a more worthwhile story.
Your friend, the health guru, he exposes your lack of discipline and your eating habits, not because he is mean-spirited; but because he is a stark contrast to your own habits. There is Money-Management Girl, the couple who should win Parents-of-the-Year, and their children – Well-Behaved-Genius-Babies. Don’t forget Auto Maintenance Guy, who has never had a dash light stay on for more than three days. You love all those people; they’re friends. But they exude an uncomfortable light.
This past weekend I was asked to speak on Ecclesiastes chapter 2. For those of you who are unfamiliar with that passage, it is THE most depressing bit in the whole bible. Nonetheless, I did my job… Read the rest of this entry »
The first crow was angry when the second crow arrived. They bounced
photo credit: furry.org.au
around and growled at each other. They had no idea what they were doing though they had been scavenging their whole crow-lives. In their anger, they were in fact robbing themselves the opportunity to pick clean the bones of a half eaten carcass they themselves had not killed, to split it fifty-fifty. Read the rest of this entry »
Because I was feeling all goo-ey from visiting my good friends in Utah, I thought I’d share one morning’s thoughts with you. I woke up on Saturday needing to need and desiring to desire. It felt a lot like… being alive; and being alive for just that purpose. In SLC, Utah you get to sleep in a little because the sun takes a few extra minutes to climb the eastern mountain range. Or you can wake up early and stand outside stupefied by the sights. I chose the latter.
This one is for my SLC friends who sleep in… Get up!
Forgotten chunk of paintless sky softening violent peaks
And dreaming of the color-kiss when the sun will rise
An extra half-spin of the clock-face to sleep or to watch
- whichever
Both divine in their own needful right
saying good bye to last night
The Pause. The Pause.
A demi-hour of deep
Daring me to live in the open
- exposed
And to live for just one blazing day
Until day’s death.
Prediction: Tomorrow’s Ream of Paper post will resume the theme of contentment, featuring a parable.
An old song begins, “If you want to be happy for the rest of your life, make an ugly woman your wife.” I rejected that advice and married a beautiful woman anyhow. Either my experience proves the song to be right or we all live in similar conditions with regard to happiness: it is a moving target at best, or even more likely, it is an emotional vapor.
Before you go accusing me of being an old curmudgeon, let me assure you that I believe in happiness; just not as a goal for real life. Read the rest of this entry »
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