By Wayne Allensworth Decembers are strange in these parts. It’s cold — in the 30s — but the leaves have not fallen. Fall and winter mingle. I enjoy watching the leaves turn to reds and oranges and even purplish hues. The breeze is beginning to take some of them away, but they have a way to go before they all pile up in yards and on the trail I walk each morning. The pond shimmers in the morning...
By Wayne Allensworth Verily, I say unto you, Whosoever shall not receive the kingdom of Godas a little child, he shall not enter therein — Mark 10:15 My grandchildren remind me of Jesus’ comments about the faith of little children. To be sure, Proverbs told us to raise our children properly, that they should not depart from the way. But I believe that Christ was referring to something innate in...
By Wayne Allensworth William Blake’s Newton (1795) He [Newton] seems meant to be associated with the rock on which he sits, emphasizing Blake’s view that the laws of Newtonian physics had fixed the world in Urizenic petrification, as later stated in A Descriptive Catalogue: “The Horse of Intellect is leaping from the cliffs of Memory and Reasoning; it is a barren Rock: it is also called the...
By Wayne Allensworth October will be over soon. In my part of the world, the weather will noticeably change as November begins. In October, we have Indian Summer days that are very warm, but the temperatures gradually decline. The sun is not as bright, and mornings and evenings are crisp and clear, one’s sight enhanced by the diminished glare, increasing the depth and sharpness of one’s vision...
By Wayne Allensworth These things—the beauty, the memory of our own past—are good images of what we really desire…They are not the thing itself; they are only the scent of a flower we have not found, the echo of a tune we have not heard, news from a country we have never yet visited. C. S. Lewis, The Weight of Glory I have my own personal art gallery that I visit and survey every day of my life...
By Wayne Allensworth Militant atheists love to play the scale card in their fervent arguments for meaninglessness, which always exempts their own opinions. Yet if their theories are correct, their opinions are also meaningless. The argument goes like this: Our planet and humanity are tiny specks in a vast universe that renders us terrifyingly insignificant in the vast scheme of infinity. It’s an...
By Wayne Allensworth “AI will replace humans for most things”—Bill Gates More than once, I’ve written that the American Remnant cannot grow complacent or indulge in triumphalism after President Donald Trump’s stunning political comeback in November. It’s all good fun to watch Fox News personalities mock the “word salads” of Kamala Harris or again state the obvious — that we all know the...
By Wayne Allensworth It surprises me that after decades of combating the left, many conservative pundits and commentators still don’t seem to get it — “get it” as in understand the assumptions that underlay leftist ideology. Those assumptions regard something at the core of human experience, something that has been with us as long as humans have existed. The problem we face is not one that can be...
By Wayne Allensworth On Easter Sunday before the service, I was sitting in church and watching the congregants come in. What I saw gave me some cause for hope. A few of the ladies wore hats — “Easter bonnets,” we called them in the past — and low and behold, a few of the children were dressed up. Dresses, ties, little jackets. It’s not that I think God cares what people wear. It’s about us...
By Wayne Allensworth This piece originally appeared in Chronicles Magazine some years ago. I thought it appropriate to repost it as Holy Week begins. On Palm Sunday, I took a walk. It’s the first day of spring and the sky shows China blue, decorated with small cotton-like puffs of clouds. Flowers are blooming and the ducks at the pond have laid their eggs. The beaver are back—I can tell by the...
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