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(I somehow took not a single sunset/sunrise photo this year, so instead of the customary burning atmosphere, you get the local ducks. Sorry. I shall do better in 2026.)
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| Favorite neighbors... |
(I somehow took not a single sunset/sunrise photo this year, so instead of the customary burning atmosphere, you get the local ducks. Sorry. I shall do better in 2026.)
As we hook 2025 up to life support and gather quietly (or not so quietly) round its bedside, waiting for the phoenix of '26 to rise from the ashes, it's good to ponder what really made an impact this year.
Of course, if you have any right to call yourself an educated man, some of that impact will be books. Books were the first long-distance communication, and they still remain one of the few that can allow you to commune with the dead, at least without involving the Witch of Endor and a few sleazy devils. So here are some of my favorite semi-seances of the last six months, with both the living and the dead.

Every year, I let my HUM II classes give me a question to write a 45-minute in-class essay on--sort of a fair turnabout for all the writing I assign them! They give me four possible topics, and I pick one to answer. This year's two topics were "What is beauty?" and "What do you think of the doctrine of predestination?" Both pieces are severely limited by lack of time and space, but here they are, just the same.
In our age, “beauty” is often relegated merely to the natural form—the sort of word we use about pictures of Rocky Mountain landscapes unspoilt by the hand of man, or a particularly fine bone structure in the body of a Hollywood star. This is fine as far as it goes, but all too often this degenerates into mere taste: one guy likes the Shenandoah Valley in the early morning and the other likes LA sunsets (the smog really sets off the clouds). But if beauty is merely personal taste, then we’ve reduced it to the perception level of each person. No one can say what beauty is, the same way no one can force me to like pineapple on pizza or the color combination of orange and maroon. In short, we destroy the very concept of beauty by drowning it in a sea of mere preference.
Psalm LVII My soul is among lions: and I lie even among them that are set on fire, even the sons of men, whose teeth are spears and arrows, and their tongue a sharp sword. Be thou exalted, O God, above the heavens; let thy glory be above all the earth.
Lord, you know that we are surrounded by fires
great and small. Some are the physical fires of pain and anguish. Some are the
mental burnings of fear, doubt, and delay. And men who long to sink their teeth
and tongues into us prowl about, hoping that we will give in to those fires
that they may gloat over our weakness. But you laugh at the wicked, and they
serve your pleasure. Protect us, and grant our petitions for release and
comfort.
First we pray for those who have lost loved
ones—the Christopherson family, Charlie Kirk’s family, and for their friends as
well. The ones left standing have to cry all the tears for those who are gone. Protect
them today at their memorial.
Next we pray for those with health problems,
particularly Corban, Kane, Amy, Bekah. Guard
them and all those like them, and keep them in the bad times and good. Give
them stamina and good humor.
We pray for Keith Darrell, whose ministry on
college campuses is now more dangerous than we knew. Grant him success, that he
may save souls from among the lions prowling about our schools.
Keep us safe and guard our trials. We know you hear us, "for thy mercy is great unto the
heavens, and thy truth unto the clouds."
KC Prayer of Petition, Sept. 21, A.D. 2025
One of the things the modern world has lost is that truly important things should be sung, not diagrammed.
To that end, take a listen to this:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7j3VS-K89V4So what's on the shelf these days? I've got a long backlog to make up since January, since my life was consumed in succession by my master's thesis, NSA graduation and a family visit, and Logos Online finals. All that being finally over, let's revel in the summer solitude by doing a little schlepping, shall we?
The End of Protestantism by Peter Leithart. As a survey of some of the ways denominationalism goes wrong, and a record of some interesting church developments in the global south, it was fine. But I reject his overall theses—first that Jesus has not been granted his prayer for unity in John 17; second, that now is the time to shed denominationalism. As usual for Leithart, this is highly academic and studies-based. The world has changed rapidly since 2016, when this was written, and in my humble opinion it is woefully out of date due to the meteoric rise of nationalism and factionalism we've seen in the past decade. Perhaps this is the century of Protestantism after all?
The Great Betrayal by Ernle Bradford. A detailed and moving account of the scurrilous Fourth Crusade—which did not crusade at all but was diverted by the crafty Enrico Dandalo, the doge of Venice, to destroy and sack rival Constantinople, the last Christian barrier to the Mohommedan hordes in the east. The fact that a Crusading army got hoodwinked into doing a merchant's dirty work should make all the terminally-online Crusader anons think really deeply about their project. Simple zeal is not enough to do the Lord's work; sometimes it just means you do the Devil's work faster. Her treasury depleted and a vast amount of territory, scholarship, and craftsmanship lost during the sack and the Christian infighting that followed, Constantinople would fall to the Turks only a few hundred years later.
The Life of Antony by Athanasius. Translated H. Ellershaw (Nicene and Post-Nicene Fathers). Deeply moving and convicting. We Protestants lost much when, in our zeal to get rid of the rotting encrustation of wonder-working saints, we utterly discounted the life of sacrifice and miracles that so many of our ancient sources hold out clearly. The world is a wondrous place, and God works in it when we ask Him. May we ask more, and be worthy when we ask. I can see why Augustine (indeed, all Europe) was impressed.
Oliver Cromwell by Theodore Roosevelt. An interesting little book—more because of what it says about Roosevelt than Cromwell (I think Buchan’s version is both more detailed and more personal). This is a great read for students of American history. Teddy loves to pull parallels with the War for Independence and Washington; some of which, I think, are even true. Modern historians would denigrate this as too “Great Man Theory of History” and not complex enough. I think it is useful for precisely this moment, as we see how great men can actually shape history. Free Gutenberg Press ebook.
The Maker vs. the Takers by Jerry Bowyer. An economic explanation of Jesus’ life, parables, and crucifixion. While it’s important to approach this with the grain of salt that lurks in all explanations of scripture that just happen to line up with our own current viewpoints, I think he’s on to something. This makes several obscure/problematic passages in the Gospels work nicely. A recommended read, particularly as the Gospel references to "the Jews" continue to heat up on X.
A boatload of ancient Roman rhetorical texts--from the usual suspects (Cicero and Seneca) to some more obscure corners (Calpurnius Flaccus or Libanius, anyone?) I think I learned a lot; I also doubt anyone else really cares. We shall nerd out about rhetoric another time.
Ploductivity by Douglas Wilson. A reread, but still great. If you struggle at all with time management and stewardship of your various responsibilities (and who doesn't?) get this and read it now.
In Progress
I'm working up a new Humanities III (that's medieval) course for Logos Online in the fall, so most of my reading right now are texts from that book list, though there are a few exceptions:
Shop Class as Soulcraft by Matthew B. Crawford. This one will probably warrant a full post when I'm done with it. Suffice it for now that I'm really enjoying it--enough to savor it and read it very slowly.
Le Morte D'Arthur by Thomas Malory. I've long been familiar with Howard Pyle's version, now I get a look at the original (1485). It's been fun spotting a few of my old vocabulary friends from Middle English, such as "thilke," though my favorite word thus far is "feutered"--as in "the knights feutered their spears, and dashed together, and bore each other down horse and man" (which happens quite a lot). By turns fun, allegorical, bawdy, chivalric, and barbaric; it's a fun summary of the late medieval period. Currently I'm in the tragedy of Tristram and Isolde.
Gesta Regum Anglorum (Chronicle of the Kings of England) by William of Malmesbury. In an age of Christian Nationalism debates, it's quite fun to see a historian evaluate a civil ruler by two simple criteria: did he protect his land from invaders, and did he support the church (usually monetarily). It's amazing how many times he's noted something along the lines of "This ruler killed a man and carried off his woman and lived with her in sin and was excommunicated for it (by the very bishop he'd appointed himself) and was drunk all the time, but he repented on his deathbed and left quite a bit of land to the local monastery, so all in all he was a blessed ruler. We know this because of the number of miracles that have occurred at his tomb." It's simply an utterly opposite way of looking at the world. "The past is a foreign country--they do things differently there."
Idylls of the King by Alfred, Lord Tennyson. It's fascinating to read this side-by-side with L'Morte and see how Tennyson adjusted/rewrote/cleaned up Malory for his Victorian audience. Don't hear that as bad; sometimes (the seduction of Merlin by Vivian, for instance) he vastly improved it. This is good enough that I'm annoyed I'm only encountering now; someone should have made me read it earlier.
In Defense of Christian Nations by Michael Belch. Just started this one. I had the privilege of meeting the author (a fellow LOS teacher) last week. So far, it looks like he's taking a similar tack to Abraham Kuyper in Common Grace, though from a slightly different angle: the nations are governed by the Noahic Covenant down to our own day, and are thus ordained by God for our ordering and instruction. More to come.
Enough of my friends and acquaintances have asked me lately
how the adoption process is going that I decided to write this up. That way, if
you don’t know, it’s your own fault and not mine!
The basics first, to forestall any excitement—we are still
waiting and have not matched with anyone. But I thought I would take the
opportunity to describe a little bit about the modern process of adoption for
those of you who don’t know. That way you’ll better know what to look for, and
how to pray for the folks in your life in our situation.
And so we bid farewell to the Year of Our Lord 2024. It was an interesting year, a unique year. Dare I say there will never be its like again.
| Photo by me. You can't have it unless you ask nicely. |
So this little retrospective will contain nothing more earth-shattering than normal life. Of course Chesterton would remind us (were he here) that there is nothing less normal than normal life. For is it not in the everyday round of sleep, meals, germs, fellowship, work, and food that immortal souls are forged? So let's work through some areas where God was doing some forging.