One thing I often notice among our bunch—i.e., people who believe normal things about the world—is an overabundance of worry, hand-wringing, and self-lament about how the world has just gone crazy. We cower before the priests of this age, who can’t figure out what bathroom to use. Yet too many who know the truth refuse to live as if it has power. G.K. Chesterton wrote in The Everlasting Man, “Christendom has had a series of revolutions and in each one of them Christianity has died. Christianity has died many times and risen again; for it had a God who knew the way out of the grave.” Try telling that to most among the Western church today, who seem to believe the lie that the progressive arc of history has arrived and will wipe all trace of the truth from the earth. Too many among ours lay as limp dogs, waiting for
