Book Review – A Million Miles In A Thousand Years by Donald Miller

A book review of A Million Miles in a Thousand Years by Donald Miller.

This is a book filled with some great stories, sometimes the stories bounced back and forth, but they captivated me. It is the self introspection by Donald Miller, induced by Steve and Ben from Nashville during a process of making Donald’s book “Blue Like Jazz” into movie, that intrigued me to want to read more. The process that Donald, Ben, and Steve go through to make a movie from a book was something that was a shock to me. This simply explains to me why movies end up so much different from the the books they originate from. Here are a couple of phrases that got my attention when I read them:

”Enjoy your place in my story. The beauty of it means you matter, and you can create within it even as I have created you.” ”that great stories got to those who don’t give into fear.” “If we want a feeling of meaning in life, I don't think we have a choice but to live a good story” All in all this book has driven me to live a better story, without fear. A good story is worthy of being told. Are you living a good story.  It is a good read, worthy of a reread and one I will recommend to friends. Disclosure of Material Connection: I received this book free from Thomas Nelson Publishers as part of their BookSneeze.com  book review bloggers program. I was not required to write a positive review. The opinions I have expressed are my own. I am disclosing this in accordance with the Federal Trade Commission’s 16 CFR, Part 255 : “Guides Concerning the Use of Endorsements and Testimonials in Advertising.”

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God, is that you?

Have you ever felt the presence of God?

In the past several weeks, I have and it feels oh so good.

During a sermon our pastor  concluded his sermon with this video:

Towards the end the whole congregation joined in and sang along. I suddenly became choked up. My lips moved but nothing came out. Tears began to roll down my face. Goose bumps came over me. I knew at that moment that the Holy Spirit was among us. It is a feeling that I will never forget.

This past Easter Sunday I experienced it again, not quite as strong but I was choked up enough, that again my lips were moving but nothing was coming out, during the sunrise service on the boardwalk.

I could of easily passed this off as just an emotional moment. It was the overwhelming sensation that pointed to Him.

Do you ever get this kind of feeling? If so, when, where and how often does it happen?

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Happy Easter...

I am hoping that the walking up and down the beach is counter-acting all of the Thrasher's French Fries and Deep Fried Oreos I have been eating. We will see what happens on Wednesday. Happy Easter to all three the readers of this little blog of mine.