Keith Miller
Keith Miller
Keith Ross Miller, AM MBEwas an Australian test cricketer and a Royal Australian Air Force pilot during World War II. Miller is widely regarded as Australia's greatest ever all-rounder. Because of his ability, irreverent manner and good looks he was a crowd favourite. English journalist Ian Wooldridge called Miller "the golden boy" of cricket, leading to his being nicknamed "Nugget". He "was more than a cricketer ... he embodied the idea that there was more to life than cricket"...
NationalityAmerican
ProfessionAuthor
Date of Birth19 April 1927
CountryUnited States of America
We religious controllers control in the name of Jesus and it is really painful to people
Religious work is one of the best ways to keep from facing your reality if you are Christian, if you are using it to calm the pain, because that it what all addictions are, attempts to cover the pain of this spiritual disease
A lot of us have jobs where we need to give people structure but that is different from controlling.
Intimacy, as I am using it, is sharing my reality with you.
The problem is that this speeded-up life and stress in America causes us to cut off our feelings, so we are out of touch with our reality.
All I have to tell you about is what I have heard and seen of Jesus, how He is helping me find freedom, to occasionally love other people, and even accept myself with all my mixed motives.
No gentleman ever discusses any relationship with a lady.
We live in a constant fear that our shortcomings will be exposed to family, to friends and to the world
Memories must enter the bloodstream, must churn awhile through the heart's mill, must be crushed and polished, be nearly forgotten or cling like burs to other stories before they spill forth in purple patterns, shapes of small bones and worm rot, shapes of clouds and the spaces between leaves.
I'll tell you what pressure is. Pressure is a Messerschmitt up your arse. Playing cricket is not.
I am discovering that in trying to find God's will and the shape of the Christian life I have begun an adventure so great that its total completion will always be ahead.
I remember when I was a little boy my father didn't love me; he couldn't. He loved my older brother but he couldn't love me somehow, at least not in a way I could understand it.
I have learned to like myself for the first time and to have some serenity.
The way to love someone is to lightly run your finger over that person's soul until you find a crack, and then gently pour your love into that crack.