Many intelligentsia are chillingly comfortable with their post-Christian conclusions and are enthusiastic about leaving the sanctity of human life in favor of infanticide.
Once our leaders accepted the premises of the LGBT movement to appease the activists, they stepped out onto the slippery slope they had mocked us for warning about. But many of them are simply cowards—and so here we are.
Several years ago, a friend and I made the nine-hour drive north from Calgary through an Albertan landscape dotted with
“I want to encourage Christians with a history of our spiritual ancestors who did not flinch from professing their faith, even in an increasingly atheist society.”—Rev. Matthew Heise
Once Christianity faced off with modernity, says Chantal Delsol, the handwriting was on the wall. And even though a handful of elites deluded themselves into believing in the future of atheism, most people need gods—and soon the old gods began to creep back in.
Winston Marshall is enjoying his newfound freedom. Through longform podcast conversations with thinkers, writers, and pundits, he’s finally sharing his views and speaking out on the causes he cares about.
Most of us do not have a great deal of agency when it comes to defining public policies. But we all have a calling to care for the vulnerable, to work for the good of our neighbor, and to fulfill our various vocations.
Wendell Berry’s stories are an effective evocation of the world he loves and wishes to defend; as one friend put it to me: “His stories make me love what I should love and hate what I should hate.”
In this biography, Christopher J. Farrell describes an extinct species—a muscular liberal and hardcore anti-Communist. It is interesting to read about a man like Earle in an era where, according to progressives, there are mere inches between calling for tax cuts and becoming Hitler.
The international politics of this conflict are messy and complex, but from a nationalist—indeed, from a merely human—perspective, it is impossible not to admire Ukrainians for their courage, their tenacity, and their very survival.
“… you never can think what a good place Heaven is, without knowing who He was and what He did.” —Charles Dickens, from The Life of Our Lord
The renewed obsession with the minutiae of Tolkien’s work gives me an excuse to revisit my favorite bit of Tolkien trivia: that the Polish king’s great victory was the inspiration for Tolkien’s Battle of the Pelennor Fields.