Merry Christmas

And there were in the same country shepherds abiding in the field, keeping watch over their flock by night. And, lo, the angel of the Lord came upon them, and the glory of the Lord shone round about them: and they were sore afraid. And the angel said unto them, Fear not: for, behold, I bring you good tidings of great joy, which shall be to all people. For unto you is born this day in the city of David a Saviour, which is Christ the Lord. And this shall be a sign unto you; Ye shall find the babe wrapped in swaddling clothes, lying in a manger. And suddenly there was with the angel a multitude of the heavenly host praising God, and saying, Glory to God in the highest, and on earth peace, good will toward men. –Luke 2: 8-14


Child Jesus

When the Christ-Child to this world came down,
He left for us His throne and crown.
He lay in a manger, all pure and fair,
Of straw and hay His bed so bare.
But high in heaven the star shone bright,
And the oxen watched by the Babe that night.
                Hallelujah! Child Jesus!

Oh, come, ye sinful and ye who mourn,
Forgetting all your sin and sadness,
In the city of David a Child is born,
Who doth bring us heav’nly gladness.
Then let us to the manger go,
To seek the Christ who hath loved us so.
                Hallelujah! Child Jesus!

–Hans Christian Andersen


I drove by a church the other day that had a big sign, which read, “Happy Holidays.” I’m so used to seeing Happy Holidays everywhere at this time of year that it really didn’t, at first glance, strike me as something odd. But then when I thought about it, it did strike me as rather cutting edge. Are the organized churches now going to make explicit what has been implicit for the last half century? “We believe what the liberal establishment tells us to believe.” And the liberal establishment does not believe in the founder of the Christmas feast. From that disbelief comes all the “we musts” of Liberaldom.

The liberals tell us we must be multicultural, we must let Moslems into the European nations, and we must let blacks into our neighborhoods, our schools, and our homes. We also must let Aztecs overwhelm North America. And we must keep abortion legal, because a woman must have a right to choose. But must we allow any of those evils? Have the European people flourished under all the “we musts”?

It is my contention that what men have wrought with the support of the devil can be unwrought by men who are inspired by Christ the Lord. A case in point – I came into the anti-abortion movement in my mid-twenties. There was already, at that time, an old guard that had been protesting outside the local abortuary for about six years. I asked one of the grizzled veterans if we might do the unborn babies more good if we burned down the clinic instead of just standing outside and protesting. The G. V. told me an interesting story. When the clinic first started he went door to door in his parish and lined up over a hundred men who were willing to “visit” the clinic at night and burn it town. Then his parish priest got wind of their plans and condemned them from the pulpit. Thus the crusade ended before it began. The pro-life movement in that area became a movement of little mite, and then it moved on to become a pro-abortion movement that condemned all violence against abortionists. But what if Christian men had taken the other path? What if professed Christians of every church and parish had really fought abortion? What was wrought would have been unwrought.

Unfortunately that one parish was a reflection of organized Christianity’s response to abortion. If you don’t fight an evil, you will become part of the evil. It is easy to condemn men like Paul Hill and Richard Dear for being violent and mentally unstable, but how is it possible to act alone, as such men do, and not be unstable? They need the support of those people who claim to be Christian in order to stay militant and sane. When your Christianity is bred in the bone because you live amongst blood Christians, there is no need for the agonized lonely search for the right and the wrong of violent action against the enemy, because you strike in union with ten thousand other men of your own blood and your own faith. But that is the cleverness of the devil; he convinced the Europeans that what was important was their intellectual sectarian defenses of the Christian furniture in their local churches, not the defense of our common hope and the ethos that flows from a belief in our common hope.

The first betrayal starts with the betrayal of our racial hearth fire. From that betrayal stems the denial of Christ’s birth at His divine hearth fire. Once the divinity of Christ’s birth is denied, the blasphemers then go on to deny the reality of His resurrection. All the liberals’ “we musts” have been set up to kill the Christ Child in His crib. To restore the Christ Child we must oppose the liberals’ “we musts.” We must not be multicultural, we must not integrate, and we must not murder the baby in the womb.

God bless all Christians of the old European stock, may you have a Merry Christmas, free from the stink of liberalism. Next week and the week after, I’ll run a Christmas story. I’ll resume the regular blog in January.

A Christmas Carol

In the bleak mid-winter
Frosty wind made moan,
Earth stood hard as iron,
Water like a stone;
Snow had fallen, snow on snow,
Snow on snow,
In the bleak mid-winter
Long ago.

Our God, Heaven cannot hold him
Nor earth sustain;
Heaven and earth shall flee away
When he comes to reign;
In the bleak mid-winter
A stable-place sufficed
The Lord God Almighty
Jesus Christ.

Angels and archangels
May have gathered there,
Cherubim and seraphim
Thronged the air;
But only His Mother
In her maiden bliss
Worshipped the Beloved
With a kiss.

What can I give Him,
Poor as I am?
If I were a shepherd
I would bring a lamb,
If I were a Wise Man
I would do my part –
Yet what I can I give Him,
Give my heart.

-Christina Rossetti +

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