A few weeks ago I was in
Kristen, thank you! You were so right. I now number this book among the most impactful that I have read this decade. I am pleased to share with the readers of The White Rhino Report just enough of a taste of Miller’s writing to make you want to brave the blizzard that is raging in much of the
In a very plain and unprepossessing way, Miller simply reflects about aspects of his life and the people with whom he engages. Among the significant individuals who populate this book are two men who helped him to appreciate the power of story and the power that comes from choosing to write a fresh and new life story. This is the essence of the magic that Miller offers to his readers.
Having heard about the famous "Story Seminars" that Robert McKee of the
The seminar imparted to Miller a new way of viewing his life as a story that he had control over. One ramification of Miller’s discovery was his decision to join some friends on a trek to
“We didn’t hike to the Sun Gate the next morning; we ran. We ran on blistered feet and sore legs. We got there, and it was fogged in, so we sat along the rock, on the ruins, and waited for the fog to burn off. We sat and sang songs. And it was like Carlos said, because you can take a bus to
We walked among the ruins in the fog all morning, in the footsteps of the Inca’s. We ran our fingers along the perfectly sculptured rocks used to create the walls of their dwellings, rocks cut square to sit on rocks cut square, all built without mortar.
It wasn’t only the pain of the trail that made you appreciate the city; it was the pain of the landscape, steep in the mountains of the
The pain made the city more beautiful. The story made us different characters than if we’d showed up at the ending an easier way. It made me think that the hard lives so many people have had, the sacrifices they’ve endured, and how those people will see heaven differently from those of us who have had easier lives.” (Page 143)
For me, the most inspiring part of this book is the saga of Bob Goff and his family and the unique story that they have crafted from what some might perceive as whimsy. Please indulge me as I share a rather protracted excerpt from the book as Miller describes the wonderful idea that the Goff family adopted. The context of this excerpt is that Miller and a few companions were kayaking in a remote section of the
“Bob looked at the inlet, trying to organize the story in his mind. When his children were young, he told us, he was spending time in
On the flight home, he wondered what he’d say if he had to meet with the president of
‘Let’s write letters,’ Bob said. The kids wondered what their dad was suggesting. ‘I’m serious,’ Bob said. ‘Let’s write all the leaders in the world and ask if they want to come over for a sleepover, and if we can interview them and ask them what they hope in.’ The kids got very excited. Marie smiled and loved the idea. Bob told the kids that if any of the world leaders said yes to the interview, even if they couldn’t come for a sleepover, he’d fly them to that country and they could video tape Lindsey asking what they hope in.
Bob didn’t expect anybody to write back, so he brought home more than a thousand pieces of stationary and the kids researched world leaders and came up with more than twelve hundred addresses for heads of state and assistants. For a while, they heard nothing, and Bob confessed he was relieved, but then a single letter came in, and a few days after, another. Both of them granting an interview. And then another letter, until in all twenty-nine world leaders contacts the Goffs instructing them on how to make arrangements to interview their countries (sic) leader. Bob shrugged is shoulders when he told us the story.
He put his family on planes, flying them all over the world. The kids’ teachers were furious, saying that he was harming his children by taking them out of school. But Bob convinced them that his children might learn more interviewing the president of
Bob said the world leaders fell in love with the kids. He said there was no way he could have received as much hospitality on his own. Maria described one meeting in which the kids were waiting in the giant hall of a palace, sitting at a table for fifty, when the president walked into the room, stiff and formal. He leaned over and shook each of the children’s hand without smiling. The children were intimidated by the man and didn’t smile either. The president then asked if they wanted a glass of milk or a cookie. And the kids said they would, thank you. The man clapped his hands, and the doors flew open, and teams of servants flooded into the room, holding trays of cookies and trays of milk, setting them on the table in front of the children and their wide eyes. They president laughed and opened his arms and told them they were welcome in his country. At the end of each interview, Adam presented the world leader with a box that had a key in it, explaining that the key was an actual key to their family home in
The relationships the family began that year would sustain. The world leaders wrote the children letters, and the children wrote back. And one world leader even came to
As I read the story, I was reminded of the Old Testament passage in Isaiah prophesying about what has been called the coming of “The
“The wolf will live with the lamb, the leopard will lie down with the goat, the calf and the lion and the yearling together; and a little child will lead them.” (Isaiah 11:6 NIV)
Another wonderful lesson that Miller learned, shared in the last section of the book, comes from the creative minds of Bob and Maria Goff and their kids.
“Bob and the family were sitting around on New Year’s Day when one of the kids mentioned that she was bored. Bob agreed and said he thought New Year’s Day was probably one of the more boring days of the year. He asked the kids what they could do to make New Year’s Day less boring.
The kids started tossing out ideas, things like buying a pony or building a rocket ship, and then one of the children mentioned that they could have a parade. Getting himself out of buying a pony, perhaps, Bob lit up and said a parade sounded great. . . .
Bob thought about it, though, and realized it’s more fun to be in a parade than to watch one. So he made a rule: nobody would be allowed to watch the parade. But anybody could participate. So he and the kids walked down their small street and knocked on doors, explaining to neighbors that they were having a parade, and anybody who wanted could be in the parade but nobody would be allowed to watch. . . .
Today, ten years later, the parade attracts hundreds of participants. People who have left the neighborhood fly back just to march in the parade. . . The Goff family turned the most boring day of the year into a community favorite that people mark on their calendars and plan their vacations around.” (Pages 233-235)
Miller takes the idea of the parade and turns it into a metaphor for how he and others should take ownership of the creating and the telling of their own stories. He was drawn into the gravitational field of the excitement and vision of the Goff family and began to join them in some of their pursuits and adventures.
“A good story teller doesn’t just tell a better story, though. He invites other people into the story with him, giving them a better story too.
When we were in
‘Are you sure?’ I asked.
‘Absolutely,’ he said. ‘It would be great for me to come back to this place and see the tree you planted, and be reminded of you every time I visit.’
I put down my camera and helped dig the hole and set the tree into the ground, covering it to its tiny trunk. And from that moment on, the school was no longer Bob’s school; the better story was no longer Bob’s story. It was my story too. I’d entered into the story with Bob. And it’s a great story about providing an education to children who would otherwise go without. After that I donated funds to Bob’s work in
Nobody gets to watch the parade.” (Pages 236-237)
I think you can tell that Donald Miller, in telling his story and that of Bob Goff and his family, has inspired me to spice up my own story. What a great way to prepare for the New Year by reading this book and then planning a metaphoric – or actual – parade.
And no one is allowed simply to watch.
I look forward to joining your parade!