I am presently working on a History of the United States. My only minor problem is that I am far from sure that such an effort is possible, or at least without a great many cautions and caveats. Put crudely, I don’t know any more where the country begins or ends. Let me explain. Back in 1997, I published the first edition of a History of the United States, which has been successful mainly in Britain and Europe (it has... Read more
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The famous defender of orthodox faith, Basil of Caesarea, wrote a theologian early in his career asking for advice on how to understand trinitarian relations. He concludes the letter, “In good health may you be preserved to us for the longest while, giving aid to us both by your prayers and by your knowledge” (Basil, Epistle 361). While the content of this letter is honest, earnest, and straightforward, it has caused a great deal of controversy for scholars of the... Read more
To my best knowledge, I’ve only made up one conspiracy theory. Once, on a family trip, my dad made friends with a person I’ll call William. They stayed up most of the night talking in a hotel lobby. My dad “witnessed” to William, who may have said the sinner’s prayer and converted to evangelical Christianity. From there, the friendship took quick new directions. William and his wife, Caroline, traveled with my mom and dad the following summer. The summer after... Read more
May my body be buried in the Church of San Gabriel in the said city of Cholula in the tomb that the father guardian or president of the said convento will indicate to me…. Bury me in the habit of the blessed one, San Francisco; it is for the said effect that I ask it. – doña María Tlaltecayoa, 1596 Archivo de Notarías, Puebla (AN-P), Cuaderno 18, No. 1276, folio 8r. Full document: folio 7r-9v In my February post, “Death,... Read more
This post concerns a painting I first encountered many years ago, and which has remained something of a guilty pleasure. It’s not necessarily a great work of art, but it is very revealing for the religious and cultural thought of the world from which it comes, namely the mid-nineteenth century. It says a great deal about how Protestants and Catholics defined and demonized each other in that era, and long afterward, and how religion spilled over into understanding global affairs.... Read more
Every Sunday morning in the small-town Georgia PCA church where my husband and I have been members now for almost seven years, if you were to take a stroll down the hallway in the children’s ministry wing, you might see something that is not typical in most churches of any denomination: you will spot at least one man in the nursery, rocking a baby or reading a book to a toddler. Several more men are distributed among the children’s Sunday... Read more
Yesterday, as I was enjoying a light breakfast of fried eggs, toast, and a Nesspresso cappuccino in our kitchen, I stumbled upon the most curious tweet. Initially when I saw the tweet, I became puzzled. Why? Well, the tweet consisted of a quote attributed to Jonathan Edwards, along with a portrait depicting a youthful, handsome, man composing a document at a stationary desk. While the portrait depicted a genteel man from the eighteenth-century, I knew it certainly was not a... Read more
The windswept Curonian Spit, on the Baltic Sea, affords a choice spot for reflecting on the turbulent twentieth century. It is part of Kaliningrad, Russia’s western exclave, though Lithuania possesses its northern end. From this spot, the mind naturally turns to the complexities of history, and the darkening geopolitics of our time. From Klaipeda, Lithuania’s port city, it is accessible only by ferry. The narrow land strip, like the Baltic states as a whole, has witnessed the rise and fall... Read more
I’m spending 10 weeks out of the country this summer, either for work or pleasure or to fulfill family obligations. And I’m embracing the fact that for most of that time, I’m acting as a tourist. I’ve never been one of those tourists from the US who wanted to hide that they were a foreigner. I’ve always assumed my clothing, demeanor, and conversation screamed “English-speaking North American” whenever I’m traveling out of my continent or hemisphere. I use maps, consult... Read more
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