Review: We Put a Man on the Moon

I’ve never met motivational speaker (and now author) Kyle Scheele, nor seen any of his presentations.  I had never heard of him until about a year ago, when we started following each other on Twitter, thanks to a mutual friend and former housemate of mine who introduced us.  In fact, even after that the only thing I could have told you about Kyle was that he was a husband and father, and had invented some sort of app for putting mustaches on pictures of babies.  At least, I think that’s what it was, since I do not worship at the temple of Apple.

So a few months ago when he emailed his list of contacts asking for financial support to get his first book published, I thought: why not? It’s not a large investment, and he seems like a good fellow.  He didn’t strike me as the sort of person who would be publishing a tome full of expletives and tawdry stories, and it was always possible that it might be an entertaining book.  Or, worst case scenario, it would be a forgettable first effort, which I could always discard the next time I lugged over a bag of donations to a local charity.

As it turns out, We Put a Man on the Moon is a book I definitely intend to keep.

Kyle has a gift for making the reader laugh out loud right from the start, even before you get to the actual first chapter.  No spoilers, but if you are one of those people who flip past the preface and acknowledgement sections of books, don’t do that here.  By the time you begin to read the substance of his work, he has already effectively softened you up, so that you feel comfortable and chummy with him, rather than wary or suspicious of what a motivational writer is going to tell you to do.

Kyle raises a very interesting question which I can very much relate to: the idea of one’s life as an unfolding story, where there is as much or as little meaning to the thing as you choose to put into it. In the examples he gives, Kyle repeatedly shows how the type of story you choose to tell about yourself ultimately comes to define who you are. He also challenges the reader to look at themselves in the mirror and ask, is the story you are telling really YOUR story? Or is it the story that someone else caused you to espouse as your own?

The book tells some superb, very humorous, stories about Kyle and people he has known, and how they went about telling the stories which made them who they are. However the laughter is really a way for us to get comfortable with the idea of what those of us of a Papist persuasion like yours truly would call an examination of conscience. For there are serious stories here, too, about people who suffered greatly, and yet still managed to have terrific stories:

When you start to think of your life as a story, like a movie or a book or something told around a campfire, it causes you to live differently. You don’t let the sources of pain be the end of your story, for one thing. Instead, you let the pain be the impetus for living a better story, let it move you to action. You let the pain be the beginning of a newer and far richer story. Oddly enough, the pain often becomes something you are thankful for because it was the first step in a journey that takes you far beyond the story you used to live.

The depth shown in this kind of thinking is wonderfully balanced, by laugh-out-loud stories about strange things like collecting earthworms, or selling t-shirts in the middle of the street, or prank-calling the White House.

Just as he is not afraid of making us laugh, or think carefully and seriously about the path each of us is on, Kyle is also not afraid of tackling that sacred cow, technology. Television, the internet, and social media are all wonderful things, and the author is certainly not opposed to any of them. Yet as Kyle points out, no man on his death-bed, surrounded by family and friends, asks everyone to pause in their goodbyes so that he can tweet about it.

The world would have us be lazy, for that way we can allow our own lives fall to rack and ruin – and we can see where that has brought us as a society.  As Kyle found out when he decided to take the advice of some of his friends and slow down a bit, most of these friends were up to…nothing at all. And he points to something which regular readers of this blog know is something of a mantra for me: the end of your formal education is no excuse for not continuing to educate yourself.

“As I dug deeper,” he writes about his ‘take it easy’ peers, “I found out that [TV and video games] were pretty much the extent of their non-work activities. They don’t read, they aren’t actively trying to learn any new skills, and they don’t really have any long-term goals they’re working toward.”  Soon enough, he realized that he was losing the thread of his own story, and needed to get back to work.

What Kyle is reminding us in his book is that we have two choices in life: we can do our best, or we can do someone else’s best. Yet oftentimes someone else’s idea of what is best, is not really what is best for us.  For in the end each of us has to live our own life, and be responsible for it.  And that means, inescapably, that the stories you will tell about yourself, and which others will tell about you, are truly yours for the making.


The Author, having a read of “We Put a Man on the Moon” by Kyle Scheele

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2 responses to “Review: We Put a Man on the Moon

  1. miss

    and I would think if you tell your best story you would be more likely to be able to go to Heaven with God’s mercy. and telling someone else’s story would not be as likely, depending on that peron’s story and God’s mercy…. good pic, I always like how you add a relevant picture :)

    • Thank you for reading. I was really struck by the overall image. so much different from the secularized one, that each of us has a story to tell – and which we will have to give an accounting of.

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