My dear friend Owen

Last night, I finished my “annual” reading of A Prayer for Owen Meany.  (BTW, I linked to an older copy of it on Amazon because the newer one has a picture of John Irving on the cover and not the armadillo.  What’s up with that?  Anyway…).  I read the book for the first time my junior year in college while working at Barnes and Noble and have read it nearly every year since.  I would guess this is probably about my tenth time reading the book.  I put “annual” in quotes because I didn’t read much over the last three years other than my Doctor of Ministry books and resources.  So, when I got the chance this summer to return to Gravesend and to Owen, Johnny, Hester, and the fated baseball, I took the chance.  I so dearly love the heartbreaking but encouraging story of Owen Meany that I know that sometime next year, I will pick up my copy once again and read those words that open the story…

I am doomed to remember a boy with a wrecked voice – not because of his voice, or because he was the smallest person I ever knew, or even because he was the instrument of my mother’s death, but because he is the reason I believe in God; I am a Christian because of Owen Meany.

I guess I have to say that I owe some of my own faith journey to Owen as well.  (Note I am not going to discuss any significant plot points because I would hate to ruin the magic of the journey of this book for someone who has not read it.  If I am talking to you, pick up the book right now and start reading.  You’ll thank me later).  When I first encounted Owen Meany, I was in college and still working through my understandings of faith.  I was a fairly “new” Christian and extremely conservative in my outlook.  At the time, I was fairly sure that the Four Spiritual Laws were the end-all-be-all of Christian ideology.  But in the midst, I was struggling with questions that I didn’t feel I had a place to ask.  Questions about good and evil, right and wrong, doubt and faith.  It was then that a self-avowed athiest introduced me to Owen Meany.

If you have ever been into a Barnes and Noble, you will likely have seen the rack of “Staff recommendations.”  As I was working on closing the store one night, I noted that one of my coworkers (whose name I cannot remember right now) put this book as his recommendation.  I found it quite unusual because he spoke often of how he didn’t believe in God and that no one could convince him otherwise.  When I asked him why he had a book about “prayer” (I didn’t know the story at the time), he simply said that it was the best novel he had ever read and encouraged me to read it as well.

So, I picked up a copy (with the staff recommendation discount and my employee discount too – woot) and started reading when I got home that night about 1130pm.  I remember reading until well after midnight and was hooked.  In the book, as Irving describes Owen and Johnny – their friendship, their respective faith journeys, and their questions both in the past and in the book’s present time (mid 1980s) I found myself being drawn into their journey.

As Owen struggled with the concept of his being an “instrument of God” and the questions Johnny has about God’s “plan” through it all, I found many of my questions being asked.  There were not answers offered – simply the expression of the questions, especially by a fictional character whose faith seemed to be unshakeable.  There are several parts that I would quote here, but to do so might give away things of the story that I would hate to ruin for someone.

So, whether you are a Christian, an athiest, or one following another spiritual path in your life, I encourage you to read this book.  If you’ve already read it, pick it up again.

Thank you Owen.  See you again next year.

Books that have changed my life

Lifehacker had a great post via Digg a few days ago where they asked their blog commentators to post books that have changed their lives. Their list included the usual suspects – the Bible, Ayn Rand, LOTR – and a few that somewhat surprised me – Richard Dawkins books, Hitchhikers’ Guide. But an interesting series of titles nonetheless. Anyway, it led me to think some about a few of mine. My definition of books that have changed my life start with ones that I have read at least 3 times – a few of the below are ones that have been read many more times than that.

And a few that are not on the multiple-times-read list, but have had a great impact upon me

Overlords, Rama, Sex, and Ordinary Radicals

Well, since finishing up my thesis (woot!), I have begun to fall in love again with the printed word. While I read over 150 books and other forms of “literature” as sources for my thesis, it is very different to read for a thesis than it is to read for “choice.” So, in the several weeks since I submitted my thesis, I have plowed my way through four very different books.

Childhood’s End & Rendezvous with Rama | Sex God | The Irresistible Revolution

SciFi Novels
Childhood\'s End
I started with some good old science fiction in recognition of the recent death of Arthur C Clarke. I had read several of his books previously, but not Childhood’s End and Rendezvous with Rama. Rama was an interesting and fun read, but it was Childhood’s End that really struck me. What a stark contrast of a story focusing on aliens visiting earth of a book written several decades ago compared to similar films of the last twenty years. I remember watching V on back in the late 80s and the story of how the aliens came to earth to harvest people for food, then movies like Independence Day furthered the idea that aliens would only come to destroy us or eat us. Anyway, Childhood’s End focuses on others coming to our world to guide us into a new way of being. In many ways, this book isn’t entirely different from the ultimate focus of 2001 – that humans one day will take a further evolutionary step into something beyond what we are today. Anyway, a fascinating read.

Sex God

Moving onto an entirely different topic, I read Rob Bell’s book Sex God: Exploring the Endless Connections Between Sexuality and Spirituality. I had previously read Bell’s Velvet Elvis and was struck by the new perspective that he brought to Christianity and to its connection to culture today. I had Sex God on my shelf for a while and finally got to reading it. I have to admit that the last third of the book seemed to start to drag – it seemed repetitive and almost like Bell was trying to fill pages. That being said, I don’t think it truly takes away from the perspective the book offers. Ultimately, the book is a solid (although not exceptional) exploration of how deeply linked our sexuality and our spirituality truly are. In a religious climate that continues to try to separate the two or make people deny sexuality (of any form) because of spirituality, Bell focuses on how we truly do experience God through our sexuality. It is important to note that he doesn’t limit sexuality in his definition to the act of sex itself, but instead widens it (appropriately) to focus on the quality of relationships with others – both within and without a marriage. He notes in several places that God did create humans as sexual creatures and as we are created in God’s image, our sexuality is there as part of God’s image within us.

I was also deeply appreciative of the fact that he, unlike most evangelicals (although I am not sure Bell would want to be called an Evangelical), uses the appropriate interpretation of Ephesians 5 when talking about the power relationship between husband and wife. Many evangelicals want to separate the passage after the statement of “submit yourselves to one another out of reverance for Christ” as the NIV (New International Version of the Bible) does. What is significant is that that verse should be paired with what follows (wives submit to your husbands, etc) and not separated. The Greek (original language of the letter to the Ephesians) doesn’t separate them – why should modern translators? Anyway, Bell focuses in one chapter on the mutual submission that couples should have to one another in their marriage relationship. And ultimately, he brings it to the Christian community – a call for us to submit to one another out of reverance for Christ.

The book is a very different style to read. If you are expecting long, detailed theological arguments on specific subjects quoting great historical theologians, you might get rather frustrated with his writing. He writes much as he speaks and I believe he writes this way to encourage this as the beginning of dialogues on this topic, rather than this book being the authority readers should just fall in line with.

While the book does have some flaws, I would seriously consider using this book as a discussion starter in small groups focusing on the topic of sexuality and I would also strongly consider its use in a youth group or within a premarital counseling relationship when talking about the issues of power, communication, and sexuality within a relationship.

The Irresistible Revolution

This is a book that has been sitting on my shelf for far too long. I knew what it was about through two sources – my colleague Jeff and the church he serves and through an episode of Speaking of Faith. Shane Claiborne is a participant in what observers have called a “new monasticism” – people who truly have given up what they have and have begun living together in faith-based communities trying to live our their faith in new, challenging, and prophetic ways. Unlike the traditional concept of monasticism, this form is centered within cities (such as inner-city Philadelphia where The Simple Way [Claiborne's community] lives) and focuses on living out their faith for the benefit of the community around them. The subtitle of the book is “living as an ordinary radical.”

I think the book sat on my shelf for so long because I knew (both consciously and unconsciously) that it would challenge me in incredible ways. When I heard the SoF episode while driving home from Dubuque last summer, at one point I had to pull over because I was just so deeply convicted by what I heard. The perspective that he brings really moves out of the liberal/conservative/evangelical/mainline /red/blue/republican/democrat dividing that we are so apt to do today. Similar to how McLaren titles his book, A Generous Orthodoxy, Claiborne cannot be painted into a corner as he is at the same time a strong evangelical who is absolutely anti war (of any kind), social activist, faithful disciple, etc etc etc.

There was much in the book that resonated with me – his perseptive on the Iraq War specifically. He traveled to Iraq shortly before the war started and he speaks of how he experienced being on “the other side” as he worshiped with communities in Baghdad as the bombs began to fall. A priest prayed that they might love their enemies and Claiborne realized that they were speaking of those who were dropping the bombs on their country. He journals about his experience here.

While there was a great deal else in the book that affirmed where I am spiritually, politically, etc, his words challenged me greatly about how these areas of my life must be far more integrated than they often are. Often, it is too easy to separate the political from the spiritual from the material. They are all deeply and intricately connected and all must be informed by the rule of love. I think Claiborne would like to be described as a “radical lover” – not in the contemporary use of the word “lover” – but instead as one who seeks to radically love as Jesus loved (and loves still today). He has a marvelous quote that highlights this when he speaks of his dream of a faith community:

…a community of people who have falls desperately in love with God and with suffering people, and who allow those relationships to disturb and transform them.

In many ways, the message that Claiborne offers challenges me on the same level as the sermon I linked to a few days ago. In Rev. Moss’ message, he notes at one point that the preacher’s role is to “keep catastrophe before the people” essentially to never let people get so comfortable that they forget (or choose to ignore) the realities of the world around them – both right next door and thousands of miles away.

There are so many levels that Irresistible Revolution struck me on that its impossible to put into words. It is worth a read, however, knowing that it will challenge, encourage, and disturb you.

The next books? Through a Screen Darkly by Jeffrey Overstreet and a return to my dearly loved A Prayer for Owen Meany
Through a  Screen Darkly