Who Wants to Know? (The End of Our Exploring)

I’m so glad to see this new book by Matt Anderson: The End of Our Exploring: A Book About Questioning and the Confidence of Faith.

Anderson may be most in his element as a frontline blogger, elevating the discourse in his corner of the internet with astute writing and exceptional judgement about which topics to address and which to ignore. But his first book, 2011′s  Earthen Vessels, showed how much Anderson can accomplish with a couple hundred pages, still intervening and editorializing on current cultural trends but also giving himself the space to frame the overall discussion the way he wants to. When I reviewed Earthen Vessels, I said it was “Paul’s theology of Christian experience, but undercover” as a book about vampires, cremation, and yoga. So it’s great to see Anderson stretch out again and put the urgent issues of the day in a broader perspective, not just taking them as they come but re-orienting them, letting them arise and be considered in a more helpful sequence.

The End of Our Exploring is a fairly quick read, but I’m guessing most of its readers will want to return to certain favorite chapters for deeper reflection. Each of the ten chapters (plus a couple of appendices) is well planned and coherent in itself, and each is carefully enough crafted to support a nearly devotional reading, that is, reading for meditation and personal application.

 I’m not pretending to be writing a critical review of the book here, partly because Matt’s a friend and former student, and partly because I already blurbed the book in print, so why feign neutrality or non-endorsement?

Here’s the verbiage of my blurbiage of The End of Our Exploring:

Matt Anderson has questions. But he also has answers. But he also has questions about those answers, and answers about where our questions come from, where they take us, what they reveal and conceal, how they work, what kind of people we questioners are, and what our questioning is for. Open your mind for this book the way you would open your hands for a gift, so you can grab onto something solid at last.

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