Vacations are one of the few opportunities I have to get serious reading done… and this Christmas break is no exception. After a number of recommendations by friends, I decided to make Donald Miller’s “Blue Like Jazz” my number one priority, and I must admit, I walk away from the book with mixed reactions.
Blue Like Jazz is self-described as a collection of “Nonreligious Thoughts on Chrisian Spirituality”. I’m not entirely sure this is an accurate title; Donald does talk quite a bit about faith and religion… and its often hard to discuss those topics without taking a religious ‘angle’… but I suppose its not really worth nitpicking the description, I’m reviewing the book as a whole after all. 
To be clear, this book undoubtedly contains some gems…. pieces and ideas that spoke to me quite clearly… but just as with the real thing, it took a lot of digging to get there. Perhaps it is the writing style that distracted me: the loose collection of unconnected experiences from the author’s past… the silo’d chapters with no clear cohesion from one to the next. Maybe it was the author’s almost obnoxious fascination with how great hippies are… or maybe it was just the re-telling of the author’s lifelong confusion about God and spirituality that made finding resolution and answers rather difficult.
Whatever it was, I’d hesitate to recommend the book, but would like to share the few portions that moved me in new directions:
First, some dating advice for the guys: It turns out women love seeing romantic plays. But be careful; don’t finish the night like this guy:
later in the play they accidentally kill themselves. It was not very believable but that is what happened. My date was crying. I was thinking they got what they deserved… When we were walking out my date clasped my hand, and even though I wasn’t feeling very mushy, I smiled at her and ascended the aisle and made our way out through the crowded lobby onto the steps of the playhouse… Two girls in front of us were talking to each other. One of them threw her arms in the air and cried out loud: I wish I could know live like Romeo and Juliet”
- I couldn’t take it anymore. I whispered under my breath : “They’re Dead”.
You can imagine how the rest of the date went…
The second concept that rang true with me was one I had heard before: That one of the most powerful things a Christian can do is apologize for the sins of the Church… for the sins of other Christians. Miller shared an interesting story about how such an apology for the hurt experienced by an acquaintance by the hands of a fellow Christian made a huge impact in that persons’s life. I think it bears repeating that in terms of the overall impact, the Church and Christianity has had an overwhelmingly positive impact on the world. But while true, that fact itself does not absolve the church of its sins and mistakes – of which there are many. The Church is far from perfect because it is made up of imperfect people… and we should never hesitate to apologize for when we are hypocrites… or worse… even if we did not participate in the wrong.
Perhaps part of the reason the Church does hurt people is because it is caught in a paradox: We are called to love the world… but we are not called to endorse the sin in the world… or support its participation. We are called to take on the often confusing task of rejecting sin but loving sinners. And I’m not sure there is a solution to this paradox that all would find acceptable. Donald expresses this paradox thusly:
The problem in the Christian community was that we had ethics, we had rules and laws and principles to judge each other against. There was love in Christian community, but it was conditional love. Sure, we called it unconditional, but it wasn’t… I wanted to love everybody… I wanted people to love each other…
On the other hand… I felt by loving people… I mean really endorcing their existence, I was betraying the truth of God because I was encouraging them in their lives apart from God…
This was, at the time, my primary problem with Christian faith. With all its talk about pure love, in the end it shook down to conditional love.
If I remember Donald’s point, I think he would say that it is not our responsibility to change a person’s heart; Which is true. But at the same time, I feel there is still a fine line between non-endorcement and endorsement… a problem to which I still do not know the answer. (this would be a great topic to discuss in the comments if you feel so inclined). I never felt like Donald reached a satisfactory conclusion on this point, but perhaps his greater goal was to stimulate the reader’s thoughts… a goal he has certainly achieved with me.
Lastly, Donald tells the story of a guy named Bill, who ran a bed-in-breakfast for people who were doing ministry in San Fransisco. Donald was astonished at the level of service Bill offered to each person… the extent to which Donald sacrificed his time and energy for his guests. When Donald asked Bill about this, bill replied: “If we are not willing to wake up in the morning and die to ourselves, perhaps we should ask ourselves whether or not we are really following Jesus”.
The more I think about that line… the more convicted I feel.
But perhaps I’ll open this up to my readers… did I miss something great about this book? Was there some theme that spoke to you? I’m happy to get another take on it.


I love criticism just so long as it’s unqualified praise. – Noel Coward
One of the major benefits of being done with lawschool and the bar exam is that I finally get to read — not what I HAVE to read — but what I WANT to read. This disconnect has been going on for so long now that I have (literally) 10 books in a stack just waiting for me to read.