A confession: I’ve been hearing about this book Blue Like Jazz for years now, and I’ve been told on a occasion that I would really enjoy it. And it’s not at all that I didn’t believe those people who recommended it, it’s just that I really didn’t like the title or the cover. Even though that’s not supposed to matter, it really does. I don’t like jazz music much at all, and the cover looked too much like the title for me to really want to make the commitment to read it.

We have been in Broken Arrow for over a week now, and almost every day I’ve told myself I need to sit down and write about what’s been going on. And now here I am, ten days later with way too much to say. In short, let me say this: Things are going really well.

We are all moved in, amazingly. People keep asking (jokingly) if we are, and it’s always a surprise for them to hear that yes, we actually are all the way moved in. Katie worked like crazy to make this pile of twigs look like a nest, and we even have all of our wall decorations up too. We plan on getting a little video tour up soon to show you what our house looks like, so be looking for that over this next week.

A couple days ago I finished reading Father Fiction: Chapters For A Fatherless Generation by Donald Miller.

You need to read this book.

Father Fiction is a book written by a man who grew up without a father, and about all the life lessons and truths he missed out on because of it. He opens up the heart and mind of a boy with no father, and his free-flowing candor makes the journey feel as natural as a conversation with a friend. As he writes, he also teaches, and it is inspiring. And in more ways than one, I related to the things he had to say.