The Apocalypse of Christus Victor

Pieter Bruegel the Elder
The Triumph of Death, 1562
Oil on panel

Early in C.S. Lewis’ The Magician’s Nephew, we are confronted with the image of a dying world. Digory and Polly have landed, through the Wood between the Worlds, on Charn, a devastated, dry, cold, nasty place where the sun is red, large, and ineffective and where Jadis (the White Witch of The Lion, The Witch, and The Wardrobe) has used “the deplorable word” to kill all the other living beings on the planet. Continue reading “The Apocalypse of Christus Victor”


Vacation: A Wendell Berry Poem

We are, at present, in the midst of a transitional season and a vacation, so I haven’t had the time to post new content. Instead, since I’ve been on a Wendell Berry kick, I thought I would share a short excerpt from his poem “Boone.”

Death is a conjecture of the seed / and the seasons bear it out; / the wild plum achieves its bloom, / perfects the yellow center of each flower, / submits to violence— / extravagance too grievous for praise; / there are no culminations, no / requitals.