Desire Found Me by André Rabe (Book Review)

Desire Found Me

In his introduction to Desire Found Me, André Rabe makes a bold claim:

This book is a risk. A risk to your current state of mind, a risk to some of your deeply held beliefs and as such a risk to who you think you are. (page 7)

This comes shortly after what he said about the writing of this book:

I eventually realized that I was not dealing with just another topic, another set of concepts, another perspective, but rather, with the essence that connects them all. As such no one concept or perspective could ever adequately describe it. (page 4)

Such statements set up rather high expectations. The content had better be revolutionary to live up to that. Unfortunately, I did not find that to be the case.

I really wanted to enjoy Desire Found Me. And it’s not by any means a bad book. But it just sort of fell flat for me. I had a really hard time getting into it, especially in the first part of the book.

It’s divided into three parts: “Reflective Human Nature,” “Developing Stories,” and “Redefined.” Throughout, André Rabe describes and builds on René Girard’s mimetic theory. There’s definitely some good stuff in here, but it’s hardly as revolutionary as the introduction would lead one to expect.

I enjoyed the final part of the book much more than the rest. The thing I appreciate most about Girard’s mimetic theory is how it plays into Christ’s atonement, and Rabe does a great job of fleshing that out here. I just wish the book hadn’t taken so long to get to the good stuff.

All-in-all, I really do appreciate the picture of God presented in Desire Found Me. Unlike so much of modern Western theology, it presents a God who truly is love; a God who is for us not against us; in short, a God who looks exactly like Jesus, forgiving his enemies while dying on a cross. For this reason, the book is worth recommending.

Every attempt of man to know and describe God has proven to be utterly futile. The only possible way to know God is if he takes the initiative to make himself known.

The Word that became flesh is God’s initiative to reveal himself and to deliver us from ourselves. He came to deliver us from our own imaginations, the circular reflections in which we were caught with no way out. He came to break the perverted mimetic cycle in which we had nothing but one another’s confusion to reflect. Victims and victimizers were endlessly recycled with the pain and injustice simply taking different forms. Salvation is nothing less than God taking the initiative to break this hypnotic cycle by revealing himself. (page 325)

Like most books worth reading, I found much that I agreed with, much that I disagreed with, and much that I’m still not sure about. I’ll let you decide such things for yourself as you read your own copy. Pick up Desire Found Me as a paperback, a hardcover, or a Kindle eBook.

Disclosure: I received a free copy of this book from SpeakEasy in exchange for an honest review.