Sleepers, Awake!

First, I have to issue a mea culpa: my exercise in self-discipline has failed spectacularly, and it’s been three months since I last wrote here. I’ll have to pick up the pace to at least once a week.

As for why I am breaking my long silence? Last night was interesting.

My wife and I were talking last night about the leftist females going on a sex strike to protest the anti-abortion laws (Yes! Practice abstinence outside of marriage!) and other silly so-called protests (My wife said, “The best analogy I can think of is that she’s breaking her arm to protest against the boy who eats gross things in the school cafeteria–it hurts her, and doesn’t impact him at all.”) when I said that the Left treats abortion as a sacrament.

This made her pause, not really convinced. “I’ve heard people link it to Moloch worship, but I don’t think they’re worshiping him.”

“Just because they aren’t deliberately, knowingly, worshiping Moloch doesn’t necessarily mean he’s not receiving worship.”

“But he’s not real! One of the false gods!”

“False god, yes. So a demon.”

She ended up flabbergasted, but unwilling to discard my statement because, first, I’m her husband and she honors me, second, she found it horrifically plausible once she thought it through. She ended up doing some research, and then this morning, told me the obvious (which I had known, but had never put together): Moloch’s consort is Ashtoreth, who is as intimately associated with extreme sexual immorality as Moloch is with child sacrifice.

Pray for those of the faith that are asleep that they, we, may be truly aware of the full scope of the spiritual warfare that rages about us. Once we are awake to the clamor of battle, we can become armed and armored, and wade into the fray. For though we may lose battles here on earth, we have solid assurance that the war is already ultimately won.


The Lamb Among the Stars

Chris Walley’s The Lamb Among the Stars series came out over ten years ago now. Unfortunately, it’s out of physical print, though used copies can be had, and ebooks are still out there. But let’s dive right in to the prologue:

Listen! This is the tale of how, at last, evil returned to the Assembly of Worlds, and how one man, Merral Stefan D’Avanos, became caught up in the fight against it.

Right away, we have one of the oldest beginnings of a story. At least as old as Homer, calling on his audience to listen as he told the subject of the tale. Whether or not it is a deliberate homage, the imagery is of a poet or bard of old, instructing others. And then we get to what makes this speculative fiction: the assumption of something contrary to fact, and exploring what happens from there.

Eleven hundred years have passed since the long-prophesied incoming of all the children of Abraham and the spiritual renewals of the Great Intervention ended the shadowed ages of the human race.

Translation: this book is set in the Millennial Kingdom told of in Revelation, only it has lasted since around 2045 until the present day of 13851. What have people been doing all this time? Slowly taming and terraforming other worlds that humanity my go forth and multiply, for the glory of God. To bring life where there was none before, and most of the prologue is a description of how the terraforming takes place. We learn this particular world is a frontier, physically farthest from Earth. Worlds’ End. And we learn a bit more of the Assembly of Worlds: Christian, working together, the Lord’s Peace reigning for over eleven thousand years, and no reason why it should not continue the slow, steady growth of bringing life where there was none, and rejoicing in God.

But ultimately the Assembly is not Gates and worlds, still less banners and emblems. It is people: men and women, flesh and blood, bodies and souls. And as planets swing in their orbits, as the fabric of space is pierced at the Gates, and as atoms are broken in the forges of rocket fires, down on the surface of Farholme, a lone figure rides a horse northward into the gathering twilight of a winter’s day.

And so the prologue closes with the camera zooming in (metaphorically) on a single figure and the action is about to begin. Not too much action, but a beautiful and thought-provoking setting. My first question when I read this was, “What sort of society is the Assembly?” Equivalently, “What will the Millennial Kingdom be like?” And we find out Walley’s vision as we read through the books.

A digression: I am only a reviewer. I am not the author, and cannot speak for anything in the author’s head. Only the author’s words can be examined. I recall asking about a theme that I had noticed, but it was coincidence. Correlation, not causation. Another point is that the reader of a book should bring willing suspension of disbelief to the setting, at least to start with. Mr. Walley had lamented that there weren’t more denunciations of his work on various grounds, and I replied that many science fiction readers are perfectly willing to accept something contrary to what they know, or believe, to be true for the sake of setting.

And so it begins.

So who am I, what is this blog about, and why should you read it?

First and foremost, I am a Christian. Glory be to God. I enjoy mathematics and music, and helping people understand things that they have not before. Next, I want to write, and so this is discipline to help me write regularly and hone that craft, and then get the stories that want to come out onto paper. To do that, I’m starting off by doing chapter-by-chapter in-depth reviews of some lesser-known books that I have enjoyed. I’ll try for interesting.

Nōn nōbīs, Domine, nōn nōbīs, sed nōminī tuō dā glōriam. Sōlī Deō glōria.