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 When Bill Gates proclaimed that Artificial Intelligence (AI) would eventually replace most human workers, the demonic — no other word fits — nightmare dreams of the globalists and their techno gurus should have finally become clear to all. “Clear” as in a clear and present existential threat to humanity and the human spirit. The culmination of fallen Lucifer and his band of...
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 William Blake illustration for the Book of Job Tyger! Tyger! burning bright In the forests of the night, What immortal hand or eye Could frame thy fearful symmetry? When the stars threw down their spears, And water’d heaven with their tears, Did he smile his work to see? Did he who made the Lamb make thee? The Tyger William Blake To the eyes of the man of imagination...
By Wayne Allensworth My carpenter father once told me that I was thinking too much. He had taken me to work with him and set out a task for me, and I was moving far too slowly to suit him. I was maybe 12 or so, so it was probably a demolition job. I was pausing, as if I was facing resistance from the wood and sheetrock that opposed me. I was eyeballing the enemy and gauging every blow. Daddy was...
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 A scene near the end of David Lean’s The Bridge on the River Kwai resonates with the older me. Colonel Nicholson, played by the great Alec Guiness, is walking the length of the bridge built by British soldiers in a Japanese POW camp under the colonel’s supervision. He pauses and looks out over the waters of the river and notes that he has had a good life and career, but that...
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