Tuesday, December 23, 2025

G. K. Chesterton

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The Theology of Christmas Presents

(A classic by the master essayist, on why we give Christmas presents, for those of us who still sometimes wonder what is the point of it all.  As Chesterton says, Christ is the first...

Homesick at Home

He looked at the dandelions and crickets and realized that he was gigantic. We are too fond of reckoning by mountains, every object is infinitely vast as well as infinitely small. He stretched himself like one...

Chesterton’s Donkey

The Donkey   BY G. K. CHESTERTON When fishes flew and forests walked    And figs grew upon thorn, Some moment when the moon was blood    Then surely I was born. With monstrous head and sickening cry    And ears like errant wings, The devil’s walking...

Chesterton and Light in the New Dark Ages

Certain critics tell us that we wish to return to the Dark Ages about which they themselves are entirely in the dark. They are in the dark, not only about what the phrase ought...

The Glory of the Past, the Narrowness of a Future Without It

The modern mind is forced towards the future by a certain sense of fatigue, not unmixed with terror, with which it regards the past. It is propelled towards the coming time; it is, in...

On Evil Euphemisms

Somebody has sent me a book on Companionate Marriage; so called because the people involved are not married and will very rapidly cease to be companions. I have no intention of discussing here that...

A Daily Quotation

To face what joys and troubles we might, we will provide some quotations for inspiration, and here is one from the mighty pen of Chestrton: “An inconvenience is only an adventure wrongly considered; an adventure...

A Christmas Poem, by G.K. Cheserton

There fared a mother driven forth Out of an inn to roam; In the place where she was homeless All men are at home. The crazy stable close at hand, With shaking timber and shifting sand, Grew a stronger thing...

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