It is well designed, simple, and visually appealing. Besides that, it stands for Christian resistance to those who would subvert the ordinations of God. It is a flag that I have much respect for.
Yet the beautiful, star-studded blue cross of St. Andrew on a field of blood red is not my flag. It is the flag of a tribe that I respect, support, and admire, but do not belong to. Because despite all the values the flag stands for, it is also
I’d be interested in hearing your thoughts on what many today are calling “The Benedict Option,” though that’s not the name under which I first heard it. My first exposure was this post, “Back to Qumran” at http://orthosphere.org/2012/11/20/back-to-qumran/[MN: I recommend reading this article, if you haven’t already.]
I have been in the shadows of what some call the Prepper Movement for some time (preparing for the future just makes sense to me) so the idea of a “prepper’s retreat” was well known to me, but a retreat for the express purpose of religious and cultural continuance and strengthening was a new twist.
I think it may be one of the key aspects of preparing for future persecution – build communities now, unplug our children now.
When the storm hits, it will be too late. And when the storm hits, I think a vast majority of the “Christian” edifice in America will crumble. —KingProphetPriest
I think this is worth speaking about here and now, rather than waiting for Preparing for Persecution. I saw an article the other day rightly pointing out some of the advantages of
I have just begun work on my second book, Preparing for Persecution. It will cover bug-out bags, food and supply caches, gardening, hunting, and various other aspects of preparing for a time when we are unable to buy or sell. I’m hoping to have the book ready for release by Jan 1st. Let me know if there is anything that you want to be sure I don’t forget to include.
A few weeks ago I wrote a piece of fiction, imaging the world in a few years. Now I wonder if it was distopic enough to be realistic, as it appears that even I underestimated the speed and ferocity of the attack being waged on Christianity. But whether it takes 5 years or 5 months, we know the eventual outcome. The day and hour is not ours to know, but we can see the signs and be prepared.
Sometime after I wrote that last piece, I had the privilege of
Reading The History of the Waldensians was a great experience for me. As a child, my favorite book was a book about the Valdese. While other boys were fighting Indians and dragons in their backyard, I was loosing the arrow that slew the Black Mondovi, defending Rora with Gianavello, and marching with Arnaud in the Glorious Return.
When I found Wylie’s The History of the Waldensians in the Kindle store, I immediately downloaded it and began reading. Wylie gives a far more exhaustive history than I had ever previously read, and draws heavily on primary sources in languages that I cannot read. The story of a people who took such a firm stand for truth in the face of persecution for so many centuries inspires like nothing else. The testimony of Barthelemy Hector prior to his martyrdom is just one of the countless examples of the boldness of these simple mountain farmers in the face of the persecutions of the dragon.
“You have been caught in the act,” said his judge, “of selling books that contain heresy. What say you?” “If the Bible is heresy to you, it is truth to me,” replied the prisoner. “But you use the Bible to deter men from going to mass,” urged the judge. “If the Bible deters men from going to mass,” responded Barthelemy, “it is a proof that God disapproves of it, and that mass is idolatry.” The judge, deeming it expedient to make short shrift with such a heretic, exclaimed, “Retract.” “I have spoken only truth,” said the bookseller, “can I change truth as I would a garment?”
Reading this history brought back memories of Italy, and the dramatic differences I noticed between the ornate and opulent churches and statuary in Rome and the simple churches of the Waldensian valleys. While the idol of Peter has a worn toe from all the people worshiping it, the churches in the valleys were devoid of not just of idols but also of frivolous ornamentation. Climbing to the cupola of St. Peter’s was fun, but climbing Mount Castelluzzo to the precipice where so many gave their lives for their faith in Christ was truly inspiring experience.
Despite my joy in discovering and reading this book, I did have some frustration with the Kindle edition I read. It appears that the transcription of the original was not adequately proofread, as there are more doubled words and misspellings that I have ever seen in a print book. This is in addition to the expected archaic spellings. The prevalence of these typos was not so high as to impact the readability of the book, but was high enough to be annoying.
In short, I highly recommend this book. Both the church history and military history of this small group that maintained such unswerving faith in the face of centuries of organized persecution and military assault are amazing testaments to the power of God to preserve both His Truth and His people.
One of my favorite things to say is “Bad things don’t happen to Christians.” I tell myself this often. Why? What the heck do I mean? Peter was crucified upside down. Stephen was stoned. Paul went through the ringer on the regular. All this I freely admit, yet I maintain that bad things do not … Read more…