Can you believe it’s been 10 years since Tuesdays with Morrie was released?
What? You don’t judge time by when books are introduced into the market?
I’ve always liked talk radio.
And, I started listening to Mitch Albom on WJR 760 talk-radio out of Detroit when I was in college driving my 1986 brown, green and tan (tri-colored) Toyota Corolla. (My coolness knew no bounds.)
I liked Mitch. He was smart. And while he was a well-known sports aficionado, he also had a passion for music. And the music he liked was the same music that my Dad liked, which I liked. And he was in Detroit and loved the Tigers. And he was/is well-spoken and witty. So while other young 20-year-olds were falling for Howard Stern, I was falling for Mitch Albom.
I felt like I knew him. Then, when Tuesdays with Morrie came out — I along with everyone else in America, read the book. And I loved it. I even met Mr. Albom once. Shortly after I had graduated from college, he was doing a speaking tour and landed at the University of Toledo. He was cool. And short. And he signed yet another copy of Tuesdays with Morrie for me and he shook my hand.
All that said – I’m a fan.
I just read his first non-fiction book since Tuesdays with Morrie. It’s called have a little faith, and it’s now new: it came out in 2009. And I loved it.
It’s about Mitch’s relationship with two very different people: his childhood rabbi and an inner-city Christian pastor he met along life’s way.
It’s about relationships. It’s about the beauty of religion. The comfort of spirituality. The necessity of community. Gentleness. And change.
It piqued my interest on so many levels.
“Mitch,” he said, “faith is about doing. You are how you act, now just how you believe.”
I’d read it again – and I’d suggest that you read it, too.
“…But I realized something as I drove home that night: that I am neither better nor smarter, only luckier. And I should be ashamed of thinking I knew everything, because you can know the whole world and still feel lost in it. So many people are in pain — no matter how smart or accomplished–they cry, they yearn, they hurt. But instead of looking down on things, they look up, which is where I should have been looking, too. Because when the world quiets to the sound of your own breathing, we all want the same things: comfort, love, and a peaceful heart.”