May 17, 2026 0
A Journey Barely Begun
5-18-26
I return to the blog-essay field here after a hiatus of three weeks. I hope that some readers have noted it, and I hope even more that some have missed our posts. I know that I did; after 15 years of weekly MMMMs this is the first “vacation” I have taken, yet I continually am in the mode of seeing themes and inspirations for comments and thoughts to share.
I call the three weeks a Hiatus, but actually it was more: it was a Honeymoon. I married again a year ago, but a book deadline and my wife Mickey’s son announcing his decision to marry himself (not literally) at the time we might have honeymooned, postponed our trip till this Spring. We Sprung to Europe – Ireland, Paris, Germany, and Italy – and were mightily blessed by God with safe travels, seeing old family members, meeting new friends, train travel, famous monuments, obscure sights, beautiful scenery, gorgeous weather, spontaneous side-trips, and great food. Not necessarily listed in order of visceral delights. But God saw to all the connections, which always are a dicey proposition for travellers.
So I quickly will share some impressions from our adventure. This was my 69th trip to Europe; and Mickey lived in Germany for three years, but every journey even to familiar places holds promises of changed environments and new situations. And great food.
We particularly were impressed by our visit to the restored Notre Dame cathedral in Paris (in view from the window of my favorite room of my favorite hotel, the small centuries-old Esmeralda). Mickey and I had been to Notre Dame before the horrific fire, and I had cried like a baby when I watched the 24/7 coverage on France 24 television. Its renovation and restoration has been masterful. Things people had gotten used to – dark images, gray statuary, dusky paintings – are once again alive with brilliant colors and clarity. Stunningly “new” again after almost a thousand years. Among the throng of tourists there were some people praying too, in reserved seats.
For us, as uplifting as this was, as Christians we were sorrowful that this grand cathedral was constructed to honor “Our Lady” and not Our Savior, and so with many other churches honoring saints who themselves honored Jesus – Who is rightfully the proper object of our faith.

In Germany I renewed a connection with an old college friend (55 years since our last face-to-face) who was ordained as a Lutheran minister and moved to Germany. He is hardly a rebel, yet he suffered rebuke from his denomination and dismissal by a congregation for the offense of being too traditional, too Biblical, in his beliefs and preaching.
He occasionally serves these days with Catholic brethren – ironic, in the land of Martin Luther, that the protest-ant church has become “woke” and deserving of reformation itself.

In Italy we noticed a rather familiar role reversal, that churches have the feel, and often the function, of being virtual museums; and in museums and art galleries there is almost a spiritual atmosphere. Not heretical in itself, but the sense of awe and wonder once reserved for “holy” places is now found among hushed pilgrims practically worshiping paintings and statues.
In many European countries, there has been a radical shift over a mere generation. Many people frankly admit that they go to church three times in their lives: to be baptized, married, and buried. Under governments where clergy are paid by the state, pastors become regarded by people in the way that doctors, therapists, and plumbers are.

Returning to America, in person and in this essay, we take no joy nor even temptation to proclaim a clearer spiritual condition, nor superior exercise of Christian faith, back home. In a country settled by varieties of pilgrims committed to Biblical principles and long informed by faith-based standards, we have strayed far. This is now a secular society and a culture of death.
The suppression of religious expression; persecution of churches and sermons threatened by “hate speech” accusations; the acceptance of homosexuality and transgenderism; the advocacy and promotion of abortion; the “educational” establishment exercising in loco parentis “rights” over families’ children; the ubiquity of drugs, abuse, abortion, failed marriages… the West has no right to claim any superior spiritual standing.
But we know that Satan is the prince of this world. We do not look to the past, as marvelous as cathedrals and statues and illuminated manuscripts are (and, they are!) but we must always look to the Celestial City, the life of the world to come.
That is a real journey we must all take.
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