Professing themselves to be wise, they became fools. – Romans 1: 22
And they brought unto him also infants, that he would touch them: but when his disciples saw it, they rebuked them. But Jesus called them unto him, and said, Suffer little children to come unto me, and forbid them not: for of such is the kingdom of God. Verily I say unto you, Whosoever shall not receive the kingdom of God as a little child shall in no wise enter therein. Luke 18: 15-17
But, Rokesmith knowing it, and knowing that his bearing it in mind would be acceptable thereafter to that good woman who had been the only light in the childhood of desolate John Harmon dead and gone, resolved that late at night he would go back to the bedside of John Harmon’s namesake, and see how it fared with him.
The family whom God had brought together were not all asleep, but were all quiet. From bed to bed, a light womanly tread and a pleasant fresh face passed in the silence of the night. A little head would lift itself up into the softened light here and there, to be kissed as the face went by—for these little patients are very loving—and would then submit itself to be composed to rest again. The mite with the broken leg was restless, and moaned; but after a while turned his face towards Johnny’s bed, to fortify himself with a view of the ark, and fell asleep. Over most of the beds, the toys were yet grouped as the children had left them when they last laid themselves down, and, in their innocent grotesqueness and incongruity, they might have stood for the children’s dreams.
The doctor came in too, to see how it fared with Johnny. And he and Rokesmith stood together, looking down with compassion on him.
‘What is it, Johnny?’ Rokesmith was the questioner, and put an arm round the poor baby as he made a struggle.
‘Him!’ said the little fellow. ‘Those!’
The doctor was quick to understand children, and, taking the horse, the ark, the yellow bird, and the man in the Guards, from Johnny’s bed, softly placed them on that of his next neighbour, the mite with the broken leg.
With a weary and yet a pleased smile, and with an action as if he stretched his little figure out to rest, the child heaved his body on the sustaining arm, and seeking Rokesmith’s face with his lips, said:
‘A kiss for the boofer lady.’
Having now bequeathed all he had to dispose of, and arranged his affairs in this world, Johnny, thus speaking, left it. – Charles Dickens Our Mutual Friend
We are constantly commanded, on all the ‘Christian’ television channels and websites, to give money to help starving negro children throughout the world. And we are also commanded to take negro and Moslem refugees into our nations and our homes. But are we ever told about the starving white South Africans? Are we ever told to take them into our homes and nations? No, we are not. The white South Africans do not count, they are not human beings in the eyes of the church men and their liberal allies. Can we say that the church men and the liberals do not know of the plight of the white South Africans? No, we can’t. Not only do they know about the torture and murder of the whites in South Africa, they enjoy their suffering. It makes them feel good. The Christ-less Christians and the liberals want to see all white racists suffer the pains of hell, because that is what white racists deserve. But surely such great Christian men as Pope Francis must feel some pity for the white children of South Africa? After all, they had no part in the ‘sins’ of their apartheid fathers. But that doesn’t matter to the liberal inquisitors. The white South African children must die so they will not grow up and become racists. The white South Africans stopped the bloody tribal warfare and raised the black South Africans’ standard of living well above the standard of living in the other black nations, but still the white South Africans are ‘evil’ and must, by liberal decree, be eradicated from the face of the earth.
I’ve heard some white South Africans say that the West would help if they only knew about their suffering. Sadly, that is not the case. The liberals of the West know about the extermination of the whites in South Africa, because they are the ones who ordered their extermination. It’s a hard thing to grasp, the demonism of the liberals, but we must know our enemy. A liberal might look human on the outside, but inside he is pure demon. The push for black civil rights in South Africa was never about civil rights. It was about the destruction of the white South Africans. Under the guise of liberty, equality, and fraternity, the de Klerkian liberals of South Africa and the liberals of the Western nations were determined to make the white South Africans pay dearly for the sin of being white.
We should not condemn the white South Africans for caving in and turning their nation over to black rule. They held out longer against the Jacobin-Communist leviathan than the other nations of the West did, and they held out alone. The Afrikaners were only guilty of one thing: they trusted their fellow whites too much. They trusted their leaders, and they trusted the West, so now they are being slaughtered while the de Klerkian liberals hide in their gated communities and the liberals of the West keep a careful watch for any signs of white resistance to the extermination process.
The fate of the Afrikaners will be the fate of every white in every European nation. The Afrikaners are on the front lines because of their magnificent stand against the integration of the white race with the demon race, but all whites are facing the same satanic coalition of white liberals and colored barbarians, who will not rest until every single white is either murdered outright or starved to death in white concentration camps.
It seems impractical to suggest that the South African whites and all the besieged whites of the other European nations can stop the slaughter of whites through prayer, but that is the only possible way to stop this genocide. There have been thousands upon thousands of books on prayer, but I don’t think they do us a bit of good. We need to pray as the psalmist prayed: “Yea, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I will fear no evil: for thou art with me; thy rod and thy staff they comfort me.”
Why do we no longer feel that He walks with us even in the valley of the shadow of death? It is because the churchmen continue to anathematize the white man’s racial hearth. God hears the prayers that come to Him from the depths of the heart, but how can we pray as we ought to pray if we break the racial and familial ties that stir our heart to its depth? Superficiality is the armor of Satan. When men only follow an abstract God and a generic people, they will never be a match for Satan. Religious systems are no substitute for the living God, who comes to us through our people and guides us through the valley of the shadow of death.
If we are too sophisticated to rely on the Christ of our European ancestors, then we will be too sophisticated to survive. Our ‘simple-minded’ ancestors had hearts of fire. They did not permit the liberals or the colored barbarians to rule over them, because they only had room in their hearts for one ruler.
St. Luke (Acts 19: 11-17) tells us that true prayer must be in His name. Nor can we use His name for utilitarian purposes or self-aggrandizement.
And God wrought special miracles by the hands of Paul: So that from his body were brought unto the sick handkerchiefs or aprons, and the diseases departed from them, and the evil spirits went out of them. Then certain of the vagabond Jews, exorcists, took upon them to call over them which had evil spirits the name of the Lord Jesus, saying, We adjure you by Jesus whom Paul preacheth. And there were seven sons of one Sceva, a Jew, and chief of the priests, which did so. And the evil spirit answered and said, Jesus I know, and Paul I know; but who are ye? And the man in whom the evil spirit was leaped on them, and overcame them, and prevailed against them, so that they fled out of that house naked and wounded. And this was known to all the Jews and Greeks also dwelling at Ephesus; and fear fell on them all, and the name of the Lord Jesus was magnified.
If we call on His name for charity’s sake, for the sake of our people, He will answer our prayers. We will fight against the liberal “pestilence that walketh in darkness” and the colored barbarians’ “arrows that flieth by day.” We can no longer look on the Christian poets and the psalmists as irrelevant relics of a former day. They suggest the only way out of the white man’s dilemma. We are facing devils that can only be driven out of the European nations by white Christians who fight and pray in His name, not in the name of a Christian –ism or in the name of Israel, but in Jesus’ name.
The European people have been brought to their knees in desolation because they are divided against themselves. Christ warns us (Luke 11: 17-26) of the dangers of trying to oppose the devil without invoking His name. The strong man casts out one devil only to find that “seven other spirits more wicked” came upon his house. By banishing the virtues of the hearth, the love of our kith and kin, haven’t we lost our one sure connection to the living God and invited the devils into our homes and nations? St. Paul, to whom God chose to reveal Himself in an extraordinary manner, still told us that it was through charity that men come to know God. And where does charity reside if not in our racial and familial home? Satan and his minions hate white people because Christ once dwelt among them. But if we allow our churchmen and the liberals to demonize our racial hearth fire, where will we find our Lord? Won’t we become like unto the strong man in the Gospel who expelled one devil only to be plagued by seven more devils that were worse than the first one? This legion of demons that we face are not invincible. We have the spiritual history of the European people before us. When they prayed from the depths of a heart connected to Him and his people, they rode triumphant over the devil and his minions.
Look at the churches. The liberal branch of the Catholic Church and their traditionalist opponents hurl intellectual jeremiads at each other while both branches neglect the one true channel of faith, hope, and charity — the people who knew Christ, because they took Him into their hearts. In the Protestant churches the liberals and the fundamentalists go at it in much the same way as the Roman Catholics. It is one intellectual system versus another. All the men of intellect have one thing in common: They tell us that we cannot know Christ without adhering to their systems. We need to respond to those men of intellect as Thomas Hughes responded to the Biblical scholars who said he couldn’t know the truth until they had finished their studies:
–they must pardon us if even at the cost of being thought and called fools for our pains, we deliberately elect to live our lives on the contrary assumption. It is useless to tell us that we know nothing of these things, that we can know nothing until their critical examination is over; we can only say, “Examine away; but we do know something of this matter, whatever you may assert to the contrary, and mean to live on that knowledge.”
The key is that word “foolish.” St. Paul tells us that “the foolishness of God is wiser than men.” It is “foolish” to believe that we can know God in and through our people rather than through an intelligent man’s mind-forged system, but then isn’t it foolish for a God to become incarnate in man, to suffer and die an ignominious death on a cross for sins that He didn’t commit, and then to rise from the dead and call His people to Him in the next world beyond the grave?
Is the Christian faith a romance or a philosophy? If it is a philosophy, then Europe is dead as a civilization, and every man, woman, and child of European descent will be exterminated. But if the faith is a romance, then the European people are not dead. How does the Christian romance help white children living in concentration camps in South Africa? It helps them because Christian white men from within South Africa who believe in the romance, will be inspired to come to their aid by killing their jailers and striking back at the demons who rule South Africa. And white Christians from outside of South Africa will offer their prayers and financial assistance to help the suffering innocents and the men who are fighting for them. This is the romance of the mystical body of Christ: He works through the hearts of His people, the men and women who believe that “the foolishness of God is wiser than men.”
The Jacobin-Communist revolution became part of the fabric of the European’s daily life following the first World War. The revolutionary ethos had been worming its way into the soul of Western man for centuries, but it was in the 20th century that the devil’s diligence started to bear fruit, a bitter fruit. The very thing that prevented the totalitarian wars and the displacement of peoples from their homelands, the romance of European Christianity, was seen as too frivolous, too immature, to prevent the evils that the Jacobin liberals introduced to the world. But it is the Christian romance that we need. All the ‘serious’ programs from Socratic conservatives and systems-oriented clerics have failed to provide Europeans with the spiritual spine to fight back against the wickedness and snares of the devil. The liberals seek our blood, and the intellectual Christians tell us to wait until they finish their computations about God before we do anything. We won’t wait; we know what must be done and we know who will sustain us in the day of battle.
There has been some debate in nationalist circles recently about whether the Moslem or the black menace is greater. The Moslems are better organized, but there is less resistance to the blacks. Whites who are willing to fight Moslems still seem unable to oppose the blacks. It is not an ‘either/or’; both the Moslems and the blacks are our enemies. They should not be allowed to rape, pillage, and murder their way through the white nations. But whether it is the Moslems, the Mexicans, the blacks, or the Orientals who threaten the European people, it is liberalism that has left the white man defenseless against his enemies. If you plunge your sword into the heart of the liberal hydra, all the tentacles will die. Of course, hydras and heroes who kill hydras are only found in romances. Which brings us back to Europe when she was white and Christian. If she was foolish and impractical, why was she so beautiful? Let us pray that the romance of Europe becomes part of the white man’s soul once again. Then the Afrikaners will drive the black devils from South Africa, and the white Europeans will deliver their people from the pestilence of liberalism and the arrows of the Moslems and the colored barbarians. +