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...
By Wayne Allensworth And thine ears shall hear a word behind thee, saying, This is the way, walk ye in it, when ye turn to the right hand, and when ye turn to the left. Isaiah 30:21 I was taking my morning walk recently on a trail that runs behind our house and near a pond and the channel that feeds it. I walk it every day, and on some days, I can still see the moon, full and white, above...
By Wayne Allensworth Jacob’s Ladder (William Blake) All good things — and the bad ones, too — come to an end. Everything does. But it can’t be any other way. I was thinking along those lines while my wife and I were “taking down” (as opposed to “putting up”) Christmas, that is, the decorations, this year. We like to have a festive house for that wonderful, evocative, and often, poignant...
By Tom Piatak (Chronicles: A Magazine of American Culture) The great Gothic cathedrals are, incontestably, the greatest buildings conceived and built by man. Indeed, it scarcely seems credible that they were built by men at all, considering when and how they were built. They began showing up in the 12th century. Their construction required the transport, refinement, and proper placement of...
By Wayne Allensworth And at times you introduce me from within into a wholly unaccustomed state of feeling…were it made perfect in me, [it] would not be of this world…But [I] fall back again and I am swallowed up in the usual run of things. Augustine of Hippo, Confessions At mid-morning, the autumn sun was clearing the sky. White rays emanating from a new October sun, a pale, liquid...
By Wayne Allensworth Now is my soul troubled; and what shall I say? Father, save me from this hour: but for this cause came I unto this hour. John 12:27 On the day my father collapsed in my house, which led to a painful and long dreaded decision on my part, I talked to our pastor, and then to a cardiologist. Daddy had trouble breathing. The emergency room staff gave him something that stabilized...
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