As any reader of these pages may discern readily, I am a traditionalist Christian. I lament the extent to which the Gnostic heresy has made inroads into our Churches, of both the Protestant and the Catholic variety, and the effect that that has had on a civil culture that increasingly blurs nature and human will and also force and law. I can see no other long term result than the enslavement of more people into their own passions and petty biases masked as lofty, utopian "visions" of a "better world." Since his fall from grace, man has had a tenuous connection with nature at best - fancying himself a god, if not collectively the "God" - and the growing acceptance of a Gnostic view of the world has exacerbated that sorry state. Christ Jesus wondered aloud if, when truly and finally He returned, there would be any men left with faith in Him.
We are not going to reverse this trend in the foreseeable future. Since the modern Enlightenment (and, one may argue, perhaps even as far back as the first salvos of the Protestant Reformation), Western men have been endeavoring to untie themselves from the Edict of Milan, the decree proclaimed by the Roman Emperor Constantine in 312 AD which legalized the practice of Christianity and, in time, allowed it to become the official religion of the Empire. In the immediate term, the Edict allowed weary Christians to emerge from out of the catacombs - indeed, an eventuality that could have been foreseen in the failure of the previous Emperor Diocletian, in spite of his bloody, empire-wide policy of persecuting Christians, to stem their growth in numbers and influence. In the long term, it neatly synthesized the faith of the martyrs into the civic and cultural fabric of Europe, turning a religion that had found its ethos in the fidelity of its members under fire, to one that came increasingly to be a linchpin for cultural solidarity and governmental stability. Less characterized by its martyrs, the faith found her saints among the Cloistered and the Mendicants - people who did not die within the teeth of vicious lions, but who suffered the slow "martyrdom" of negating the pleasures of the world for the grace offered by the Risen Lord. The saints stood out precisely because they were rare. Much more often, the Christian authority figure was a Bishop who served as well - especially after the fall of Rome in 476 AD - as a de facto Mayor or Governor, or a local, bureaucratic representative of the King, who demanded fidelity to a particular practice of the faith as a sign of loyalty to His Highness. The every man Christian was every man - some genuinely faithful, most just paying their dues by a weekly Mass attendance and an adherence to the local Church tax. To be a Christian was to be a European - indeed, until the Protestant Reformation, that common faith was one of the few measures of solidarity in a continent all too often divided by warring Kings and corrupt Popes. To a lesser extent, the Protestant varieties of that faith served as a cultural adhesive among the transplanted Europeans staking out new fortunes in the American colonies. Men were "Sons of Virginia" or "Massachusetts Men," often as much at odds with one another as with the Mother Country, but they all knew the classical, Christian hymns and had memorized the Psalms in school. More than anything else (and certainly more than the influence of pompous French philosophers, which were seldom disseminated and read beyond an erudite circle of Enlightenment snobs and Deists), this cultural adhesion in the triumphantly Biblical faith of their own fathers was what allowed for the Declaration of Independence to be understood. When Jefferson wrote that "all men are created equal," the people - from the educated lawyers to the farmers and shopkeepers - knew that he was not referring to some arcane, esoteric, modernist view of "equality" but to the historical facts recounted in the Book of Genesis. That shared, cultural view gave the words a meaning well beyond their stylistic beauty; it gave them a context with which to understand that, as men made in the Image of God, they had very real, unalienable Rights - Rights worth fighting to preserve, even if unto death. But for the impact of the Edict of Milan - both good and bad in hindsight - there would never have been the impetus for the American Revolution.
Much of that is gone now. Blame properly may be attributed to the resurrection in the past few centuries of a particularly virulent form of Gnosticism, one now able to morph with the folk, pagan religions that were never really extinguished with the Edict of Milan and the countless Papal Bulls that followed. While too esoteric in its particulars to be well understood, even as its predilections seeped increasingly into Western literature, art, and popular culture, another culprit is the various schools of philosophical modernism. A deconstructionist view that denies the very possibility of objective knowledge and value cannot be open to the historical reality of God in Man. As we have discussed elsewhere in these pages, this deconstructionist view is just another variation on Gnosticism: it is elitist; favors abstraction over real life experience; discounts the possibility of knowing God (and thus of knowing anything in the observable world in absolute terms); and ultimately descends into the absurd. There is another culprit - one more particular to the American historical experience and which may, at least in part, be attributed to the Protestant Reformation. I here am referring to the Puritanical predilection to view the Christian faith as fully "pure" and "realized," not in corporate or sacramental worship, nor in an organic communion of the saints dead and alive, but in the extent to which a believer incorporates the moral and ethical tenets of the faith into his own, private conscience. While earlier generations of American Puritans demanded adherence as well to the theological claims of the faith, that Christ Jesus is God in Man, that the Virgin Birth truly and historically happened, that the Resurrection truly and historically happened, and so forth, later generations would regard such belief as incidental, if not impractical in light of what "natural science" teaches us about what is real history versus fancied fables. By the nineteenth century, many of the descendants of these Puritans were Unitarians, who later still became secular humanists and moralists. No longer really believing in the historical claims of the Christian faith, they had relegated the faith to "doing good works," "turning the other cheek," and "being tolerant of others." No doubt, there was a strong missionary zeal in this do-goodism, as seen in the rise of Christian Missionary Societies in the later part of the nineteenth century and in the Progressive Movement in the United States and in Great Britain in particular in the early twentieth century. Still, without the claims of the Almighty God of Judgment, the Father who may be encountered only in and through His Son, this do-goodism could find no "God" in which to nexus itself than in Big Government liberalism and, in time, even in anti-Christian, Marxist utopianism. By being hostile to the Edict of Milan, and the corporate Catholic and Protestant worship that was its chief legacy, the American Puritans set the stage for what the faith has become in most circles today - that is, little more than a set of fables meant to "teach" people to be good, tax paying, tolerant Democrats.
While Gnosticism and philosophical deconstructionism may be said to guide to a large degree the preconceptions of the far left, the great American middle - what we may call the classical liberals - is essentially the legacy of Puritanism. We see this all the time, if we just listen closely enough. How often we hear the normal, flag waving, God loving American proclaiming something along the following lines: Well, such and such is not for me, but I do not begrudge my neighbor believing or doing whatever is fine for him. My own neighbor may be a sadomasochistic abortionist in a gay marriage with his own brother - but who am I to judge him? That just does not happen to be the life for me. The connotation is that the Christian faith really is not injured if the rest of society goes to hell in a hand basket, because what matters is what the individual believer holds in his own heart and practices within the confines of his own home. We are no longer a corporate, Christian society, where the tenets of the faith are woven into the very fabric of our civil culture, but rather a "secular" society of free thinking individuals, each with his own little "Christianity" in his own head. We do not celebrate Christmas. We have an amorphous, inoffensive, phony "holiday," replete with "holiday sales," "holiday trees," and trite, "Happy Holidays" greetings. If there is anything particular about this "holiday," then it is maybe more akin to the Winter Solstice, one of the chief celebrations of the Roman pagans that would be appropriated by the Christians after the Edict of Milan. That it is in stages being reclaimed as our Winter holiday exemplifies how we have shelved the Edict of Milan in favor of what had transpired in the centuries of Roman rule previous to it - namely, a civic paganism focused on the well being of the paternal state and its military heroes and political rulers.
Christians need to fight tooth and nail so as to have a Nativity scene in a park somewhere. Most often, loopy courts force local governments to give equal space to Atheist groups, who then put up anti-God odes to "reason" as close as possible to the paper mache Virgin Mary, Joseph, and Baby Jesus displays. Christians also need to wage endless boycotts against retailers who insist on "Happy Holidays" as their official greeting. Even when the retailers relent, the "victory" is a commercially driven, short lived acknowledgment of the tenacity of the boycotters, more so than a genuine, culturally relevant reaffirmation of our Christian heritage. When we must fight so hard for so little, do we not see that the culture already has been lost, that the Edict of Milan has been reversed, and that we once more live in pagan Rome, albeit not yet with the prospect of local magistrates feeding us to the lions? Do we not see that, in a way, "Happy Holidays" is more appropriate, not in itself but as in keeping with what has prevailed in our Western culture?
On the other hand, consider how readily respectable it is in all circles to pay a public homage to our American troops overseas during the "holiday" season. I am as much a supporter of our troops as any other patriot; but it is telling how we see endless public celebrations to the courage and sacrifice of our troops, while much of the same media relegates the story of Baby Jesus to the periphery, if indeed it is at all retold. Even many of our Churches focus more on persuading their members to do some sort of charitable giving in this "season," while leaving the theological meaning of the Virgin Birth somewhere in the dust heap. Yes, these Churches will do their perfunctory Christmas pageants, but that is a no brainer given how darling the little children are dressed up as the Virgin Mary, Joseph, and fluffy sheep. Do the adult Churchgoers actually believe that this is anything other than a harmless fable for children, much like a six year old believing in Santa Claus and the Tooth Fairy? I suspect that an increasing number of them believe that Christmas is more about the family party and providing a few cans of noodles for their quaint, Church sponsored soup kitchen, than the actual, real life Incarnation of God.
I prefer to say "Merry Christmas" and shall continue to do so, even if and when it is illegally offensive "hate speech." Nevertheless, if others, including even fellow Christians, want to say "Happy Holidays," then I am okay with that. I am okay with people being gutless, thoughtless followers of the pagan, gnostic, deconstructionist zeitgeist. I am okay with the fact that most people are weak. They have been at all times and will be until the end. Of course, I do not include here the Jews and other non-Christians who use "Happy Holidays" in deference to their own faiths, since in their case the phrase is not a sign of thoughtless weakness but of fidelity to a very real and valid faith of their own. But for every one else, the nominal Christians and the timid Churchgoers, I am fine with their weakness, if only because I should be a crazy fool to hope otherwise. Christ Jesus doubted that there would be much faith left, when He returned to claim His own. Should I have more hope than Him?


A Letter from a Friend to Michael Erickson
A Response from Michael Erickson to the Friend
A Second Letter from the Friend to Michael Erickson