Despite my post of yesterday, I admit
with William Wordsworth that the world is too much with us. I am reading Winston Churchill’s History of the English Speaking Peoples. What a bloody history on that island, at
least in the Roman conquest, since the Britons did not want to be subjugated (a
theme of Churchill’s, I would imagine, although the Britons of 43 A.D. were not
exactly the same people of those of WWII).
Tens of thousands were killed, according to the
Roman historians he quotes. Why is there
such slaughter in human history? How
does the birth of Christ affect this centuries-long holocaust? I do not
know. But Isaiah called him the Prince
of Peace, and I don’t think is just meant to be internal peace, some Buddhist
mindfulness type of inner tranquility.
In fact, Christ said he brought a sword, too.
Peace is not won by encouraging people to eat tofu and sit under a
tree. That doesn’t deal with the deep
longing and the deep intransigence of the human soul.
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