
Blue
Like Jazz:
Nonreligious Thoughts on Christian Spirituality

Book
by
Donald Miller
Thomas
Nelson Publishers, 2003
Review by Phillip
Bishop
Kinesiology, University of Alabama
Donald
Miller and I share a common commission from the Lord. Similar
to Jeremiah, we are called to summon the Christian Church in
America back to its foundational principles. Unfortunately for
me, any resemblance stops there, as Miller is a brilliant thinker
and writer. Some people just have a knack for observing what’s
happening and capturing it clearly in stories that explain life.
The conversational style of Blue Like Jazz reads
like a stream of consciousness or entries in a diary. We follow
the author’s life from when he “. . . started to sin about
the age of ten” and on through his spiritual pilgrimage.
Along the way he introduces us to his friends.
There’s Tony the beat poet, who isn’t a poet, and
Andrew the protester, who is a protester. We learn that Nadine
established a relationship with the hippie Penny, and led her to
Christ. Then Penny and Donald led atheist Laura to Christ, and
so the chain goes, not in drama, but in reality.
Miller is an
intellectual in his thinking, without the impediment of academic
credentials. He lives in Portland, Oregon, the “most
unchurched” city in the U.S. and attended Reed College, selected
by the Princeton Review as “most likely to ignore
God.” But in the midst of this darkness, he both sees and
experiences the light of God shining brightly. I can relate to
both Portland and to Reed. I describe our campus as the darkest
place spiritually in our state. But sometimes I even see a glimmer
of light here, too.
The
most valuable part is Miller's brutal honesty about
himself
The most personally
valuable part of the book is Miller’s
brutal, unmitigated honesty about himself. At one point, with respect
to America’s lack of interest in the poor and disenfranchised,
Miller declares, “I am the problem.”
This brings to mind that the great Christian author, G.K. Chesterton,
once entered a London Times newspaper essay contest on
the subject of “What’s wrong with the world?” Chesterton’s
entry contained just two words: “I am.” What’s
the problem with Christianity on my campus? I am.
Miller highlights
what may be the most pervasive sin in academia, self-absorption.
As a professor, husband and father, and as a citizen, self-absorption
describes me as much as Don Miller. We pray with self-absorption.
We do or don’t do what we ought, often because
of self-absorption. Miller confesses, “. . . for a moment
. . . I imagined a life outside narcissism.” It’s hard
for me to imagine freedom from narcissism, but the Holy Sprit gives
me hope.
Miller’s brand of honesty is amazingly effective in our
homes and in our classrooms. In the late 80’s I attended
a CLM conference where Dr. Howard Hendricks of Dallas Seminary
talked about teaching. He remarked that we could dispense pearls
of wisdom every day and hardly attract our students’ interest.
But, Hendricks said, when we talk about our weaknesses, students
line up outside our door. As often as my narcissism allows, I follow
his advice.
When
we talk about our weaknesses, students line up
outside our door
Being
able not only to admit our weaknesses to ourselves,
but to the world is a tough journey. Everything in
the academy pushes us to present the best face—even
if it isn’t ours. I
want to be perceived as competent like the heroes in the movies.
I don’t want to admit to professional or spiritual failures.
Like Miller, “I don’t want to be charity,” even
when it’s God’s grace that I most need. Perhaps that’s
why people seem more intrigued by my failures than my successes.
God didn’t call me to be perfect, but to be swaddled in grace
and on the same pilgrimage fraught with missteps as Donald Miller.
Miller somehow
is able to point out our mutual failures; making me aware of
them without making me feel guilty. That’s why
it’s in my top-five book list along with works by C.S. Lewis,
Philip Yancey, and Ken Gire.
Which brings
us to the Church, the Bride of Christ on our campus and in our
community. Miller points out that people don’t
really have much trouble with Jesus Christ, it’s Christianity
that’s the big hurdle. What can we do to demonstrate Christ
and separate true faith from our baggage?
This book is
a vital read for those who want to be salt and light in the midst
of a crooked and perverse generation (or campus). It exemplifies
a Christ-like view of confession, grace, and redemption on my
campus and yours. Miller gives this benediction to his book: “Ask
Him (Jesus) to forgive you of self-addiction, ask Him to put a song
in your heart.” I believe, Lord, help Thou my unbelief.
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