If you know me well, you probably know of my little girl crush on Donald Miller, the author. I'm not ashamed of it. I hope someday we'll be author-friends. I already know someone who knows someone who knows him, so just a decade or so to go and I'm in!
Anyway, all of this just to say that there is no little girl crush or any story of "true love" more deeply and movingly told than in Don's book (I'm just going to start off calling him by his first name, so we can get used to the idea that I'll be good friends with him one day). His last chapter in Searching for God-Knows-What is a sort of essay-comparison of the story of the love story between God and his greatest love (you and me), and Romeo and Juliet. Even he mentions that it might be a flawed theory, and maybe Shakespeare didn't mean for it to be taken that far, but he seems to have his facts straight. If you don't believe him you can reasearch (Google) it if you want!
Either way you cut it, my heart was stolen by God the other night as I read the words of Romeo being captured in the same way a Christian finds his way to the heart of God, and fully trusting him, because he fell in love, and he wishes to throw away everything, even his identity as anything else but a Christian:
I take thee at thy word.
Call me but love, and I'll be new baptiz'd;
Henceforth I never will be Romeo.
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