by Jason

I don't read many books anymore. I have shelves of fiction that has been reread (and the cracked bindings will testify), but the collection has stopped growing. I wouldn't have considered reading this one if I didn't listen to the CD first. I don't have anything against them, I just don't take the time to read them anymore.
I wasn't going to write about the book. I had only planned to read it and include it in
my post on the CD. Perhaps to appease those who consider reading a virtue, and the lack thereof a sin. For whatever reason I had in mind, the book did something I had not expected: I
enjoyed it.
The first words of the book: "I used to think I knew where to find God. He always seemed to be where I put Him last." I am a big fan of David Crowder's music. Not because of the talent (albeit impressive), but because when the music starts, the band dissappears and the undiluted praise begins.
Chick-fil-A, the Eisenhower Memorial Tunnel, detailed morning rituals, pointing out his own humanness. He has cleverly captured ordinairy things (as most good writers will) in a way that makes you laugh and think.
While reading I chuckled, pondered, reread, laughed, stared off in the distance... Maybe reading a book from time to time isn't such a bad thing.
Some quotes that intrigued me:
"...the
bad was never intended"
"And we slowly chip away at each other's protective coatings of innocence until one day we wake up and notice we are naked and people are pointing"
"Habits involve no concious choice among alternatives."
"I had fallen in love with my spirituallity rather than with the one whom I sought, and in the end it left me void and wanting."
The remainder of the book goes through 23 of the Psalms. I'm not through them all yet, but it is still enjoyable to read.
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