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Christendom is gone. So, too, is much of the Western civilization that was built atop it. Christians find themselves strangers and sojourners in an unfamiliar land. Aaron Renn calls...

There is a narrative of Mexican history that might be called “liberal,” or perhaps more accurately “liberal-national-revolutionary.” It says that enlightened thinkers...

I was a full-time parish priest at a time when we still visited people in their homes. In one congregation, I made a commitment to visit every member my...

Is there a life beyond the screen? In 2010, Nicholas Carr’s The Shallows described what the internet was doing to our brains. Although still relevant today...

People can get used to most anything. Even the abyss may be rendered tolerable—or, for that matter, luxurious—furnished with creature comforts so that the unbearable truth of one’s condition...

On October 14, Politico reported on a group chat in which leaders of various Young Republicans groups seemed to vie with one another to see who could say the...

Writing early in 1810, diplomat and scholar Georg Griesinger gave the most detailed surviving account...

The Sabbath is making a comeback. Across the West, that most singular and ancient of weekly phenomena—a day marked by the absence . . .

”Hey you, I’m into Jesus,” I sang, driving to school in my 1988 Buick Park Avenue, the windows rolled down, wind whipping through my hair, the bass rattling the...

The twentieth-­century philosopher Wilfrid Sellars drew an influential distinction between “the manifest image,” which is the way the world is presented to us in everyday experience and common sense,...

Christian Smith, a sociologist at Notre Dame, has a knack for turning academic research ­into books that resonate beyond the ivory tower. The concept of “moralistic therapeutic ­deism”...

I am so wearied by the ancient weight Of my own sins, by my bad habits’ load I go…

We promised Joshua that we would serve the god who brought us to this land. Of course...

Sunlight coruscates the ice and glitters, turning the chipped, green handrail to a ray of emerald only on display…

They intensify the courtyard’s evening chill, the dragon flutes, soaring with other woodwinds through variations...