Wisdom from Dorothy L. Sayers

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Dorothy L. Sayers, best known as one of the best mystery novelists of all time, was at one time in her career called upon to defend Christian writers in Britain in particular, and Christianity in general, from blistering attacks by atheists. Yes, they were doing it back then, too–in the 1950s. You know: after God raised up Winston Churchill to deliver Britain from an enemy that was stronger than she. But they proved no more thankful to Churchill than they were to God.

In 1953 one Kathleen Nott published a book critical of Sayers and other Christian writers. How did Sayers answer it? Like so:

“No one can say that ‘the Church’ as a whole has ever stood for truth and… charity.

“Well, the church does in fact lay a good deal of stress, not only [on] truth, but on love and charity… But it is no use talking as though love and charity were easy. You cannot buy them in the market and slap them on a situation like plasters [band-aids]. If Miss Nott were here now, she and I could establish the Kingdom of Heaven between ourselves immediately–that is, we could if we could. It is quite simple: she has only to love me as well as she loves herself, and I have only to love her as well as I love myself, and there is the Kingdom. It is as simple as that–but would it be easy? Acknowledging myself to be worm-eaten with original sin, I acknowledge that I might find it difficult; and although Miss Nott is presumably without sin (since she does not admit the existence of sinfulness), it is conceivable that for one reason or another she also might encounter a little difficulty. Yet it would be useless for her to protest that one cannot love an unlovable object, since charity is precisely a readiness to love the unlovable. That is the trouble with the Christian graces–that without Grace they are impossible.”

[From Dorothy and Jack, by Gina Dalfonzo, Baker Books, 2020–a wonderful book about the friendship of Dorothy L. Sayers and C.S. Lewis]

Works of the flesh are relatively easy. Works of the spirit are hard. But we have a God whose own Spirit works in us that grace may abound. Works of the flesh do not build the Kingdom of Heaven, but works of the spirit do.

 

This Speech Will Pump You Up

President Trump gave this speech to the Class of 2017. Three years later, it’s even more to the point, more relevant, more inspiring. He sounds like Winston Churchill!

“Never give up, never give in”–can you give me an “Amen”?

‘An Appreciation: Churchill’ (2017)

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Imagine a world in which Winston Churchill died in 1931.

An Appreciation: Churchill

Without Churchill, the Third Reich conquers all of Europe. The United States, if we survive at all, endures a state of perpetual siege–unless our own leaders, as so many of Britain’s were willing to do, enter into some kind of “understanding” with the Nazis.

Liberty is fragile. It’s at odds with Original Sin. Only by God’s providence do we have it; only by His providence do we keep it. There’s always someone lusting to take it away from us.

Remember that freedom is the gift of God, and no one has the right to take it from us.

How Badly Are We Losing?

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I’m a story-teller, and I consume other people’s stories. It’s fuel. I need it like a car needs gasoline. So, in addition to reading stories, I watch stories online–movies and TV shows.

Lately it’s become almost impossible to find a show or a miniseries that does not subject the viewer to one or more commercials for homosexuality. Some recent examples:

In Brokenwood, a New Zealand cop show, the best and wisest man in town is, of course, openly “gay” and proud of it. And police officers counsel a lesbian not to break up with her girlfriend, because “love” is love, blah-blah. So no more Brokenwood here.

Murdoch Mysteries (Canadian) recently aired its 200th episode. That’s quite a successful series. The hero, Murdoch, is a devout Catholic and a man of high moral character. But this season they have decided to turn one of the regular characters into a homosexual, for no reason I can see.

In some Irish thing we watched, the loving mother says to her son, “Why don’t you find a nice young man and settle down?” If anyone has ever said this in real life, shame on our species.

And last night, in Father Brown, of all places, we were treated to a budding lesbian romance.

There are more, but enough is enough.

We are losing our culture. Oh! And we’ll lose our republic and our freedom, too, if the schemers and corrupt spies and bent cops who tried to undo the 2016 election and take out our president are not punished so severely, and publicly, that no one ever tries to do it again.

Now is not the time to give in. It’s never time to give in. Here are some things we can do instead of surrendering.

Cling to the cross of Jesus Christ, and to the Bible. It’s God’s word, and it will not return to Him defeated.

Pray several times a day, and keep a store of hymns handy.

Stick together and encourage, comfort, and support each other. Here on this blog, we have a Christian fellowship. Many more of them need to be created. Let’s use this dazzling communications technology to build a truly universal Church.

Never go along to get along. More mischief has been done by that than by any other means that I can think of.

Speak the truth, stand up for it. Too many people change their core beliefs just because they’re told to. We must not.

The enemy’s might does seem overwhelming; but even the weakness of God is stronger than they. The foolishness of God is wiser than men. (1 Corinthians 1: 25) It is required of us to keep the faith.

No one ever faced a more daunting, a more hopeless challenge than Winston Churchill did in 1940. He refused to give in. He refused to be daunted. And when the smoke cleared in 1945, Churchill was still standing and Hitler was dead.

Never give in.

My Newswithviews Column, Nov. 14 (‘Lessons Not Learned from WW2’)

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You couldn’t give Hitler what he wanted because he wanted everything…

The dynamics of history remain the same, century after century. There’s always some wacko who wants to conquer and rule the world. Today it’s globalists, trying to do by lies and flattery what Hitler and Tojo couldn’t do with all their fleets and armies.

Lessons Not Learned From WW2

Why was Alexander the Great–who was only kept from this venture by his own death–planning to attack and conquer Carthage? And then Italy?

But any globalist will understand his mind-set.

‘The Year Britain Went Mad’ (2014)

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It was probably the last year, the last chance, that World War II could have been avoided–1936. But everything the leaders of Great Britain could have done wrong, they did wrong.

The Year Britain Went Mad

This is sin and folly at its apex. This is Europe practically committing suicide.

There is a way that seemeth right unto a man, but the end thereof are the ways of death (Proverbs 14:12)

My Newswithviews Column, Feb. 1 (‘What Did Churchill Fight For?)

I had a hard time writing this column, because the subject matter makes me mad.

I do wish we could somehow exile these schmendricks to an alternative universe where Hitler wins WWII, and let them see how they like it there.

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Now They’re Hating Churchill

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A Churchill-themed coffee shop, the Blighty Cafe in Finsbury Park, has been attacked by “Social Justice” protesters who, like their American counterparts, make war on the dead and try to wipe out history (http://metro.co.uk/2018/01/29/winston-churchill-themed-cafe-stormed-by-left-wing-protesters-7270147/).

Fact: Had Winston Churchill not been available to Britain for World War II, there would now be Hitler-themed coffee shops in Britain.

The “protest” was led by some yo-yo who is president of Equality and Liberation at the School of African Studies, London University. She and her 13 followers showed up with scripts, in case they forgot what they were supposed to say. One thing they did say was, “You will never make colonialism palatable.”

Er, excuse me for pointing this out, but the only colonialism seen in Britain nowadays is these self-anointed Social Justice Warriors from foreign countries colonizing Britain.

The owner of the shop invited these idiots “to discuss their concerns” over coffee, but they opted for vandalism and intimidation instead. As usual.

Fact: It was Winston Churchill, standing alone against a ruling class that had surrender to the Nazis on their minds, who saved Britain–and likely all of Europe–from being conquered by Adolf Hitler and his war machine. With Britain occupied or remote-controlled by the Third Reich, there would have been no base for American troops, no D-Day invasion, no reconquest of North Africa… and not much freedom for anyone left around today.

Leftids don’t believe there is anything good about anyone but themselves: and certainly not about anything that ever existed before they came along. They are, quite simply, nihilists. They have nothing to offer.

Britain needs another Churchill, and needs him now.

They Led Their Country Down the Garden Path

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Prime Minister Stanley Baldwin

Well, I’ve been driven indoors by “Let’s get it on, baby, eeee-yow!” or some such thing on my neighbor’s car radio. I was out there reading Alone–the horror story of the run-up to World War II.

It’s a horror story because we can see the same things shaping up today. Led by Prime Minister Stanley Baldwin, opposed by Winston Churchill standing all alone, the entire British ruling class–right and left, in and out of power, politicians and intellectuals and noozies, everyone who mattered–insisted on believing in Adolf Hitler’s good intentions, and led their country down the garden path into a near-fatal disaster: World War II. Year after year, day after day, truthful and accurate information poured into Britain from ambassadors, foreign correspondents, and refugees, about what was going on in Germany–and year after year, day after day, Britain’s bigwigs refused to believe a single word of it.

Does this not strike you as eerily familiar? War was coming, doom was coming: and they refused to believe it: no accident that Nazi Germany came very near to winning the war.

I think I’ll watch Jurassic World now… and pray to Almighty God that He spares us another such catastrophe.

An Appreciation: Churchill

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In 1931, while visiting New York, Winston Churchill very nearly died in an auto accident.

Think about that: World War II with no Churchill. I’ve begun to re-read William Manchester’s Alone, the middle volume of his three-book biography of Churchill. It focuses on the run-up to the most catastrophic war in human history–a war which Churchill, practically alone, saw coming, saw the risks involved, and tried to move the Western world to avert calamity.

This maddeningly eccentric man, steeped in the Victorian Age with all its moral standards, all its virtues and its vices, became, at the age of 65–retirement age!–prime minister of Britain in 1940–with France fallen, the Third Reich triumphant everywhere, Stalin allied with Hitler, and the British army, minus all its heavy equipment, just barely saved from extinction by its mass evacuation at Dunkirk.

Think of a world without Churchill. Who else could have rallied Britain to fight on? Who else could have given the speeches, made the decisions, absorbed the punishment, and not only preserved his country, but led it to victory against a force that will be remembered forever as the most evil, ruthless power ever to arise in Europe? Who else could have survived a decade of political isolation, enmity, mockery, and massive disbelief of everything he said?

Churchill’s career reminds me of how a classical Japanese smith makes a peerless sword. He starts with a heap of scrap iron that no one else wants, melts and hammers it into a single rod, then folds it back upon itself and hammers it out again. Then folds, hammers, folds, hammers, over and over again, so that the steel will be in microscopically thin layers–hundreds, sometimes even thousands, of them. Heat, fold, and hammer. Heat, fold, and hammer. And at the end, much later, the product is a perfect sword that can cut through almost anything.

In Churchill’s case the smith was God, and all that folding and hammering was God’s way of forging one man into an instrument that would preserve an entire civilization. The work took many years, but God is patient.