A friend of mine once made an observation that struck me as rather profound. We were both in high school at the time, en route to the annual March for Life in Washington D.C. “You know, the culture thinks that teenagers with bad attitudes and brightly-dyed hair are being rebellious,” he commented. “But that’s not … Continue reading Chesterton and Counter-Culturalism
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Bumble Benediction
While I was napping by a tree I met a portly bumblebee He droned up with an air of grace And gently ‘lighted on my face I watched him with a mild concern Hoping I was not to learn Now of all times and all things That I was allergic to bee stings The kindly … Continue reading Bumble Benediction
Remnant
The written word has passed away And songs now go unsung Yet distant on a misty peak O’er windswept plains and fields bleak Though courage sleeps in hearts of meek A lonely bell is rung The brazen bell rings heartily To bearded brothers few Who praying answer belfry’s call And with one heart united all … Continue reading Remnant
An Introduction to G.K. Chesterton
There are few writers in the first half of the 20th century that cast a larger shadow than G.K. Chesterton. I mean this both figuratively and literally. Gilbert Keith Chesterton was a giant of a man, standing six feet, four inches tall, and weighing around 300 pounds. Although he is probably best remembered by the … Continue reading An Introduction to G.K. Chesterton
At the Sign of the Rabbit
He first met her when he was ten years old. He was riding his bike down a sun-bathed sidewalk one day in late August, his imagination on fire with the thrill of his speed and the rush of the wind on his face. The air was cool, the scent of sunbaked leaves hinting at the … Continue reading At the Sign of the Rabbit
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