There are a few reasons that will compel me to read a book more than once. A good story or interesting characters are not enough. Although, usually those qualities will lead me to read other books by the same author. Sometimes I'll read a story and it just grabs me. It will resonate within me and encourage me to make a better life. Somehow the book is able to talk to my soul and heart. The Tolkien books are an example of this. These I will re-read.

Sometimes this happens in non-fiction as well. And with non-fiction there's usually the added fact that I know there's more material in the book than I got the first time. I look forward to re-reading these because I anticipate learning and growing.

Wild At Heart by John Eldridge is a book in that second category. Man, the male version, in modern society is only a weak, pale reflection of what God meant for him to be. This is Eldridge's point. Society has worked hard for the last couple of hundred years to "civilize" males but now maybe we're not all that happy with that. Men are generally unfufilled. Bill Murray's character in Lost In Translation comes to mind. Women are generally lonely and dissatisfied with the man they end up with. Why? Eldridge says it's cause men are not being "wild" as they were intended to be.