Many weeks ago I mentioned Blue Like Jazz, Don Miller’s book and how much I was enjoying it. Unfortunately shortly after that post the book disappeared. Gone. A mystery. Or not.
There is a book black hole in the Kinnon home. It’s name is Liam. A more voracious reader has not walked the face of the earth – or at least our small portion of it. We often knew where our journals (like First Things) or books had disappeared to when Liam would be explaining a particularly complex theological point at the dinner table … when he was twelve!
Add the confusion of packing up our home in Centre City to the mix and books were bound to disappear. Blue Like Jazz has reappeared. From one of Liam’s boxes. And since I don’t remember where I left off, I’m reading it in reverse order. The last leading to the first. And it’s still a great read. Hmmm.
I’ll be quoting from his chapter on Love in a later post this week – a post on ESLC – English as a Second Language for people who speak Christianese.