Well, I jumped on the bandwagon. I’ve started reading Donald Miller’s latest book, A Million Miles in a Thousand Years.
Over the course of two relatively short lunch breaks I’m 70 pages into the 250 page book.
It’s kind of a funny book. It’s a story about a guy trying to tell a story. Obviously there’s a little more to it than that but that’s the basic premise.
It’s a book about story.
As I was reading today I came across a passage in the book that I wanted to share. I thought it was kind of interesting so here it is.
I wonder then, if when people say life is meaningless, what they really mean is their lives are meaningless. I wonder if they’ve chosen to believe their whole existence is unremarkable, and are projecting their dreary life on the rest of us.
It’s an interesting point to ponder.
Do the people who think life is meaningless really just lead unremarkable lives?
I realize this is probably a gross over-generalization; but if he’s right, Christians like me need to address the”life is meaningless” people from a different perspective. We need to help them live remarkable lives.
We need to help them live better stories.
We need to show them that there are better stories out there to live.