Miles Hodges - Spiritual Pilgrim |
INTRODUCTION |
I discovered along life's way that there are both unchanging rules of human behavior, especially social behavior, something like the unchanging rules of physics and chemistry, and yet at the same time a vast array of different social patterns, different ways of putting those social rules into action, some of them better than others in the way they bring health (or pain) to human life on this planet.
Most of us only know one of those social patterns, the one we grew up in. The society we are born to - and its operational rules - instinctively become for us some kind of social absolute, producing a disciplined social order that is greatly needed to keep us humans able to work together in some kind of harmony. And often we would be called on to live in full defense of that social order, even at the possible cost of our own lives.
And this social order takes on all kinds of forms: tribal groups, nations, religious sects, social classes, dynasties, all of them in some way necessary for social life to exist at all.
I myself had no idea of the degree of complexity of all this until I was brought out of the very comfortable 1950s Middle-American world of my high school years into a much broader 1960s world of other societies - both abroad and in history - not only through my university and grad-school studies but also my travel, study, research and work abroad during those years. And that "abroad" stretched from America to Europe, to the Middle East, to central Asia, to Central America, to South Africa, by way of both personal travel and residence. And, through deeper study (and eventual teaching), it also led me to all the world's major societies - including those in East Asia, Africa, and South America. And this study also reached back in history - all the way to ancient Egypt, Israel, Persia, Hindu and Buddhist Asia, Greece, Rome, and the world of Islam.
What amazed me was not only the grand variety in it all, but also the distinct patterns of birth, growth, maturity, decline, decay and social death that I discovered in my further research.
And I discovered that I was not the only one to come to understand such historical patterns. Others had taken a similar interest in looking at these patterns of social dynamics, all the way back to ancient Greece's Aristotle, down to modern England's Toynbee. And these social scientists came up with much the same conclusion: that the quality of the moral character of a society ultimately determined its chances for grand success - or grand failure.
And thus it was this moral character of a society that really came to be my focus as I continued my study through my years as a university professor (international studies).
And some of that study was quite encouraging. But some of it was quite discouraging.
What bothered me most was what happened to a society when clever rationalists - I eventually came to term them as "wise ones" or "Sophists" - manipulated a society's moral code in a way designed strictly to advance their own standing within that particular society, and then tragically the people would most gladly but also most blindly follow the lead of these Sophists.
I early on came to understand that human Reason and ultimate Truth are not only not the same thing, but tragically quite often the very opposite of each other. Sadly, Truth is very hard to come by, because of life's enormous complexities. But Reason is so much easier to grasp, especially when clever Sophists make it seem so simple.
Reason posing as Truth does not require much introspection. The people merely have to "sign up" as followers of the dogma the Sophists have constructed, and life thus seems to move ahead with much less confusion.
But where that all takes a society is usually not very pretty. "Crusades" for Truth result, in which Truth becomes an ideological ideal people are willing to live and die for. And many will be called to undertake just such death in order to defend this great Truth. And perhaps there is good cause for just such a stand. But perhaps also there is not. But the people themselves have little basis on which to make such a judgment, because they are usually operating within the "bubble" of Reason presented as a beautiful social picture of blissful victory and grand social success by their Sophist leaders.
World War One gives us a perfect example of such social reasoning, as young Englishmen and Frenchmen were led off to kill (and be killed by) young Germans - as many as possible, the point being? And American President Wilson just could not stand by and watch all the glory being amassed in this great moral struggle of "democrats" versus "autocrats" (a very false political dualism of his own very clever design), and marched young Americans off to do some killing (and be killed) of their own in this pointless war. Then there soon was Hitler, who promised a blinded German people that if they followed him, they would construct a German Empire or Reich that would last a thousand years, which in fact lasted only a dozen years - and resulted merely in the total ruination of Germany. Wow!
And it did not stop there, as, for instance, clever American leaders led the nation to fight for "democracy" in Vietnam, in Iran, in Afghanistan, in Iraq, in Libya, in Syria, all ending up tragically - and quite predictably so.
But more of this in the pages to follow.
Overall, the greatest thing I came to learn in my 80 years of life on this planet is that this "Truth" that I long searched for is a very personal thing. It does not exist as some lofty standard lying above human experience itself.
Truth begins to take shape for us as we begin our engagement in life. It is what we find, often the hard way, about what works, and what doesn't work. But it is also what those around us, especially the ones we relate to easily in a loving way, show us through their own personal experience that they have found to be true, especially if those relationships reach across the many social divides that define our world.
And I also learned, through those many years living, working and traveling abroad, that the country I was born and raised in, and have always called my home - America - is a great country, a society that has tried (most often anyway!) to live by what it has long understood to be True.
Four centuries ago this country, this society - at least the Northern portion of it - was laid out by Puritan settlers for exactly that purpose: to show others in the world how Truth can be found by simply taking on life the way God, the very Creator of life, himself showed us in Jesus Christ how we were to live.
It was a very personal matter, shaped not by the commands of kings, princes, dukes, archbishops and bishops. It was found in the commands of God himself, relayed simply through the stories of those who went before us, summed up in the exemplary life of Jesus, God's own Son. This was well laid out in the Christian Bibles that these families brought with them to America. The Bible was thus the source of Truth they lived by.
But that Biblical Truth took its shape among those early Americans in the way that Truth was shaped and put into play right at home, in the way the Christian families that came to settle the New World gave very personal support to their neighbors ("Christian charity"), and in the personal teachings of those assigned by these new Americans themselves to give them much needed counsel in this challenging new land, that is, in the sermons of the Christian pastors who, from their pulpits, weekly gave carefully-considered Biblical counsel to the members of their communities.
Again, it was all very personal.
Just last year (2020) I published a three-volume history of America,1 in an attempt to bring to the generations coming up behind me a deeper understanding of this great American social and spiritual legacy, one that I have come, step by step, to understand and appreciate deeply over the years. It is a glorious legacy, one that is now theirs to carry forward, or to lose.
But, as my own understanding of this very American legacy itself is as much the result of personal experience as it is the result of long-accumulated research material, I came to the decision to bring that personal perspective behind these writings to the forefront.
Ultimately, what you have here before you is very personal testimony about what I have come to understand as to how societies succeed - and why they sometimes fail. It is about what I have learned through not only my many years of social research and course development but also through those same years of my own quite personal frontline encounters, struggles, occasional successes and occasional failures, in going at life.
I've majorly "been there - done that" over those 80 years of my life. And in this process, I came to this particular understanding, how it is personal involvement, even more than well-thought-out plans and schemes, that is what makes the whole thing called "life" work. That's because we humans were made that way.
"Been there - done that" involved not only living in various points around the country - including a substantial portion in Washington, D.C. (an eye-opening experience in itself!) - but, as I previously mentioned, also residence and exploration abroad, in all kinds of different contexts.
1America,
The Covenant Nation - A Christian Perspective. Vol. 1 - Securing
America's Covenant With God: From America's Foundations in the Early
1600s to America's Post-Civil-War Recovery in the Late 1800s. Vol. 2 -
America's Rise to Greatness Under God's Covenant: From the Late 1880s
to the End of the 1950s. Vol. 3 - The Dismissing of America's Covenant
with God: From the Early 1960s to the Present. Indianapolis: Westbow
Press, 2020.
But arriving at this understanding included also being part of a personal legacy that my family or ancestors before me developed as "family tradition." Much of what I did or became happened simply because I was raised in this particular family environment, in this family tradition.
But it's also a legacy that my children, coming after me, have also taken up, and in the process themselves have validated in their own ways, further verifying the wonderful qualities of this family legacy. I have thus learned from their own experiences as well.
Thus I know beyond a shadow of a doubt that family, even more importantly than government and its officials, is what brings rising generations to the Truth in life.
I know this very well having also served many years as a street and prison pastor, sadly discovering along another pathway how important the American family system is to its people, and the tragedy that hits our society when the family system is messed with by "progressive" social planners, modern-day Sophists who have no personal, no intimate, knowledge of what actually works in the communities and streets of America. Their Truth is rational, abstract and high-sounding. But it has no bearing on what is actually True about life, since such Truth is not found at their desks but instead through personal involvement in the world they are trying to preside over.
Thus what my sons and daughters (and my students) have discovered is that the great Truth in our lives is simply to live gloriously as supporting members of a "Middle American" family, finding a serviceable place in a social realm that is not too fancy - requiring only some vision, some understanding of how it works, and a willingness to do the labor necessary to make it work for us personally. There is much joy to be found in living so simply.
Living as "Middle Americans" has indeed worked for countless generations before us. It has been a social approach to life that much of America was founded on, especially in the Yankee North and the wild, wild West. And it is a social approach that, through much testing, has consistently brought Americans - including the many immigrants who flocked here, eager to take up the challenge of living the American way - to grand success. And it ultimately brought America itself forward as the world's leading "superpower." And, it is a social methodology that has also gone on to inspire the lives of many others around the world outside of America itself.
But for a number of very bad reasons, "Middle America" is undergoing rejection today, by Americans themselves. This is largely because social planners - self-appointed social authorities off in some bureaucratic office, or before you in the never-ceasing presence of the "media" - have decided that they know better than the rest of Middle America how life needs to go forward, how it needs to be more "progressive."
And we are increasingly seeing the brutal results of these Sophists' grand plans and ideals, however, not for the first time in our history - and very much so in my own lifetime. Again, very personal involvement at the local level - rather than just grand social ideals coming from some distant social managers - has proven itself to be the best teacher concerning what works and what doesn't work on a very practical basis here in America, and even around the world.
And so, as the professor-consultant-pastor-teacher I have long been, I am inviting the reader of this journal into that personal world, to come to understand how the grand American legacy works - on that very personal basis, one that anyone can - and should - take up.
So let us begin this personal journey.
EARLY
EFFORTS TO FIND DIRECTION |
I tend to see life in terms of a "spiritual journey" - which for me started in the 1950s in junior high and high school. I was very active in my (Presbyterian) church youth organization, Westminster Fellowship, not only for the wonderful friendships it provided but because it truly spoke to my sense of who I was. I was very active in sports and academically very serious. But my Christian faith was to me always the most important of my many activities. Thus in 1959 I went off to Hanover College with the intention of eventually becoming a Presbyterian minister.
It is hard to explain fully the impact that my very first Bible course had on me. The professor delighted in a faith-debunking approach to "biblical criticism" that left us all gasping (he also committed suicide the next semester). My Christian faith began to crumble under the shock - though I held on to the social aspects of it in order not to become totally unanchored.
Then the next summer (1960) I spent 3 months touring Europe with my family - and found my interest shifting to the exploration of the vast world which lay beyond my mid-west American cosmos. I had grown up in the American Midwest (Illinois) and - as with all young people - just naturally supposed that the world that was familiar to me was the world - more or less - of everyone else. I had categories such as richer and poorer, Protestant, Catholic and Jew, Whites and non-Whites, and American and non-American. But I always felt that basically beneath these physical or material differences we humans were all pretty much alike. But that trip with my parents through Europe not only opened up an intriguing new world of vast cultural complexity, it also shifted dramatically my whole sense of direction in life.
That fall I entered the University of Illinois to study foreign languages, history and culture, and prepare myself for a return to Europe to study more closely this new world I had just discovered.
Thus in 1961 and 1962 I spent my junior year at the University of Geneva in Switzerland. Here I developed close friendships with people whose native language was not English, whose politics did not belong on the American Democrat-Republican scale, and who approached the whole idea of the nature and purpose of life from positions that had been totally unknown to me in my earlier years.
I returned my senior year to Illinois to take a B.A. degree in political science. Despite my collapsed Christian faith, oddly enough I remained active in the campus ministry at Illinois (McKinley Foundation) even being appointed to the Champaign/Urbana Ministerial Council as a student representative. I confessed openly the collapse of my faith - but was assured by younger clergy not to worry about it, as this was a problem they all faced. To them Christianity was redefining itself anyway more in terms of social action - with Jesus as role model. But this never worked very well for me. I knew that one needn't be a Christian to appreciate Jesus as one we would be wise to model ourselves after. Ultimately, I concluded that if the church could make no more of him than that, I could see no reason to stay involved with it.
Thus in 1963, as I headed off to graduate school - Georgetown University in Washington, D.C. - I bid good-bye to the church and headed into a very secular world.
WATCHING
AMERICA GO THROUGH THE 1960s AND LEARNING A LOT ABOUT HOW CULTURES WORK ... AND DON'T WORK |
This brought me to Washington, D.C. during the height of the Kennedy years. At that time America was excited about the possibility of bringing the world to an unprecedented period of peace and prosperity (such as we supposedly were experiencing in the United States). This was the age of the Peace Corps, when young Americans were positive that the world anxiously awaited the possibility of becoming like us.
In fact I signed on to work at the Peace Corps headquarters in 1964-1965 - though personally I was beginning to have my doubts that this was going to work out the way the more Idealistic among us supposed it was going to happen. The 1960s was a decade in which we Americans were positive that effecting material changes in people's lives around the world (and also a home among our non-Whites and poor) would produce such a new harmony that human history would never again be tormented by the corruptions of poverty, disease, illiteracy and war. Africa, Asia and Latin America - and the American South - became the laboratories, even chosen fields of battle, as we began to put our ideas into action.
By the mid-1960s we were engaged in a great struggle which included a bloody civil rights campaign in the American South, a general war on poverty in rural America, a major life-death struggle between us and Communism for the loyalty of the "Emerging Nations" of the Third World - and Vietnam in particular.
Sadly, though we thought our intentions to be the most honorable, we had no idea of what we were doing. Trying to impose Yankee Protestant cultural norms on the rest of the world was an undoubtedly noble idea - but one destined to failure, or at least one destined to cause as much turmoil and confusion as it was peace and prosperity. We had no clue about the difficulties of overlaying our political, economic and social institutions on cultural foundations quite different from our own. Like me in my youth, we Americans (who had very little first-hand knowledge of the world beyond our shores) supposed that beneath all the outward physical differences of the world's different peoples, we were all basically alike. We thought that everyone judged good and bad as we did, that everyone understood how you got things done the way we did, that everyone was looking for life in family, community and larger society as Americans tended to approach these matters.
It was at this time (1965) that I took up the challenge of a professor at Georgetown to write my Master's thesis on the way the Black revolution that was sweeping Africa was going to play out in South Africa. The whole venture turned out to be something quite other than what I had supposed when I first took up the study. I was amazed at what I found in South Africa. Despite the political illogic of it all (at least by the American standards of political logic), there was clearly going to be no such repeat of Black revolution in South Africa - at least not for the foreseeable future (the next 20 years or so). What was going on in that country had little to do with the widely-held assumption that oppressed people will inevitably rise up against their oppressors once the pain becomes great enough. There was plenty of pain in South Africa. But South Africa was definitely not going to follow the rest of the continent into Black Revolution. What I had slowly come to understand (through a lot of "out of the box" study) was that the Liberal interpretation of the dynamics of politics - an interpretation that by that time was held as an unquestioned article of Truth in virtually every American college and university - was nothing more than an ideology based on cultural wishful thinking (like the Peace Corps idea) ... than it was on true political science.
By 1966 I had become a cynic - and had retreated into the position of being a detached observer of all the ideological rhetoric that was beginning to flow around us in America like a great whirlwind. By the late 1960s I stood by watching sadly (but with an I-told-you-so attitude) as America fell into shambles. By 1968 a deep bitterness cut through the entire American culture, dividing the nation into deeply hostile sub-groups.
The year previously I had married Martha, an equally professional woman, and - from our own culture's perspective - both of us making an excellent couple.
And that next year, 1968, we were both more than ready to leave the country ... to pursue (in a VW!) the Asian trail of conquest of Alexander the Great, to continue onward to India and Nepal, and then return again across the Middle East to Brussels, Belgium. There we both quite miraculously found work, I as a programmer-analyst for IBM and then Martha as a teacher at the NATO school. But ultimately both of us able to live on her salary alone, I was able finally to undertake full-time research work for my Georgetown doctoral dissertation. My goal in Belgium was to not only investigate the French-Flemish cultural war going on there, but also to see if, from this more removed position in Europe, I could not find some better answers to the sickness that was afflicting my nation, my culture.
TEACHING
WORLD POLITICS AND CULTURES AS A UNIVERSITY PROFESSOR |
In 1970 we returned to the States, and I finished up my Ph.D. work at Georgetown and in 1971 took a position in the political science department at the University of South Alabama. I soon put together an International Studies Program at the University and set out to teach young Americans what I had learned in my years of life and study outside our culture.
I taught world cultures and politics from a so-called "Realist" perspective - that is, from the notion that you can expect a society or nation to behave pretty much on the basis of what its own particular cultural logic informs its people as being in their best interest. Thus in attempting to deal with the larger world, you must first understand your own culture and logic, because realistically this is your starting and finishing point.
But do not expect other peoples to operate out of the same logic or set of goals and standards. If you are to work successfully with others you must come to understand their particular perspective on things, their sense of national self-interest and their own logic about how that interest is best advanced. In understanding them from their own perspective you can then judge as to where you have interests in common - and can thus work together in promoting your mutual interests - and where your interests clash - in which you should be aware that serious conflict awaits you in dealing with them.
From the Realist perspective there is no point in moralizing about what others are doing - because you are merely imposing your self-interest and moral logic on a people who are operating from a logical and moral position of their own. All that such Idealistic moralizing is likely to do is to blind-side you about the "realities" of the global environment you are attempting to deal with - and put you in conflict with others where conflict is not necessary.
I had found from my graduate research and from the material that I presented in my various international politics and economics courses that I had very good predictive powers about how particular situations around the world were likely to unfold. I decided to put this talent to work as a political risk analyst, advising a number of banks and businesses concerning the "risk" (mostly economic) of lending or investing in certain countries - given the particular cultural, political and economic climates that existed there.
I later put all this material together as a university course - and was delighted to see that my students were, under proper instruction, also able to pick up the "Realist" logic that I worked from.
PERSONAL
SPIRITUAL CRISIS |
However - always being an "detached observer" of culture made me one who was strong on knowledge but much weaker on actual empathy for the world around me. I was very professional - and ambitious professionally. That was my life. I enjoyed teaching (I love the world of ideas) and I enjoyed my students, forming friendships with many of them.
Martha and I traveled and shared a lot over the years. We had no children - which was just fine as far as I was concerned. We entertained a lot in our splendid Southern home and on our 30' sailboat. Both being teachers, we had summers to explore the world - and in general lived a very prosperous life materially.
But this situation changed dramatically in the late 1970s and early 1980s. I felt myself growing stale intellectually and professionally toward the end of the 1970s. The rapid trajectory of growth I had experienced in my 20s and 30s had leveled off as I approached my 40s. New things seemed to be no more than a repeat of old things, merely in new clothing.
Worse, considerable investment in the world of housing redevelopment caught us in a financial trap when interest rates skyrocketed from 6% to 20% in mere months at the end of 1979. Buyers for our properties disappeared - leaving us month after month to face huge interest payments. A year went by, then another, with no sign of relief in sight. We were fast descending toward bankruptcy. For me it was a spiritual descent as well as a financial one. I began to withdraw emotionally from what was left of my familiar world.
Material catastrophe was finally and miraculously avoided when in late 1982 someone offered to buy our home - and we jumped at the opportunity. This would allow us to buy our way out of debt - although it would leave us with nothing. Logically this should have solved most of our problems. But for me it had a very unexpected effect. I was free, free of debt, but also free of the responsibility of maintaining a certain level of material respectability.
So - spiritual catastrophe still awaited me. This freedom was so intoxicating that I decided that I wanted to be totally free - of all further commitments, all further responsibilities. In early 1983 I made the decision to quit both my marriage and my job.
The divorce came quickly, easily and cleanly - within a month of the initial decision. Martha left for Texas the day after the divorce was finalized - and immediately met the man she would marry the following year.
With respect to the job, when I told the Dean that I would be quitting my teaching position at the end of the school year, I was advised by him to take a year's leave of absence next year rather than just quit my tenured university position. I took his advice and rather than just quit I took a year-long "sabbatical." However at the time, I was quite certain that I would not be returning to my faculty position at the end of that year.
REBUILDING
A LIFE EMOTIONALLY AND SPIRITUALLY |
It took me that full year of leave from the university to even begin to think about putting my life back together again. And even then, emotional or spiritual movement or progress happened more out of serendipity than actual design on my part. I had ceased being the planner and organizer of life. I had simply decided to start following events rather than lead them.
Things began to reshape themselves when, out of sheer desperation, I prayed (for the first time in over 20 years) that if God was indeed real, I needed to know it - and I needed to know it soon. And amazingly, God showed up - and life took on a whole new quality! It's hard to explain in "rational" terms exactly what happened. But somehow life began to speak back to me. Whereas before life was simply something objective that I observed as an "expert," life now began to interact with me - most amazingly. I found that existence around me was wondrously alive, interactive with me, beckoning me to step more deeply into it purely on the basis of faith that something or someone directing it was to be fully trusted. The more I ventured forward in the "risk" of faith, the more things seemed to come alive to me.
A new look at modern science. This was not the material world of Isaac Newton that I had earlier been shaped to expect of life. This world was not "fixed" in any material sense - but was fluid and expansive to the degree that I was ready to relate to it. Such "relative-ness" gave me second thoughts on how to read the newer interpretations of life: the "cosmologies" inherent in Einstein's Relativity Theories and the Quantum physicists. These latter thinkers portrayed Reality in terms much more akin to what I was thinking or "feeling" about the subject.
A new look at Jesus the Christ. But what really came to put focus - incredible focus - on life was simply a return to the story of old: the accounts in Scripture of God, and in particular his very special son, Jesus the Christ. I was awed in what I now read there. What Jesus was saying was not just about good Sunday-School behavior rules ("be good and people will be good to you") - but something much more. It was as if God was talking about himself and about us ourselves through Jesus - describing the deepest issues which the human mind and spirit would be able to grasp on these subjects (which most people around Jesus were unable to grasp in his own time!). In or through Jesus I realized that finally I was indeed having a conversation with the very Author of life itself about the why of life, the one issue I could never previously quite get a hold of.
I can't say that at this point I finally became "the Spiritual Pilgrim." I had always been the spiritual pilgrim. But certainly at this point I became very self-aware that this was central to my life.
But being a very changed, even "renewed," person, I actually found myself eager to return to the university in the fall of 1984. In resuming my teaching duties, I found myself once again truly enjoying the experience - for the first time in years.
But at the same time, I was drawn even more to the mysterious world of God - which everything within me wanted to explore, at least as much of it as God allowed me.
I became involved in jail and street ministry, finding in it a never-ceasing joy, one that did not come as a result of some new achievement, one that did not go away because the achievement failed to continue to offer its thrills such as had always been the case for me before. Just showing up to visit and pray with people, people who in my professional life I would have avoided at all costs, was such constant source of joy. Soon I was inviting others to join me. In just a few months I had a regular jail and street ministry going on in Mobile, an effortless achievement on my part, a true blessing from God.
ver the summer of 1985 I could feel a deep spiritual wrestling going on inside of me. I could feel myself being pulled to another one of those life-changing moments of decision. I was awakened in the night with a vision of myself in a whole new role in life. I recognized immediately the message: I was to devote myself to teaching others what it is that God had shown me about life. I bowed before the call, realizing that I was to finish out the 1985-1986 school year at the university - and then devote myself full-time to service to God. I did not know if that meant developing my ministry in Mobile - or heading off to seminary to prepare myself for a larger world, or - whatever.
Through a set of developments over the next year, it became clear that seminary was where God wanted me to head next. Thus in June of 1986 I found myself heading off to New Jersey, to begin three years of seminary study.
I got a lot more than I had bargained for at Princeton. Though I expected this to be pretty much a 3-year intellectual experience, once again circumstances worked out so that I found myself almost right off the bat engaged in inner city ministry in nearby Trenton. Within a year's time I once again had built up a street ministry with homeless Black men, not so much to reform them (which I doubted I could do anyway) as to bring them the gospel message of God's love for them - and to stand as a steady affirmation of this foundational truth. I was there four and a half years - leaving at the end of that period only because I was unable to get the local Presbytery to fund this ministry as a worthy on-going outreach mission.
I was always deeply saddened by what I saw had happened to so many of the Black American males. The mechanics of the welfare system worked against them finding a place of honor in society. They were useful only as stud males for women whose welfare checks depended on the men creating children - but not being present in the home to father those children. How easy it seemed that the once very strong Black family had succumbed to the shifts in American culture. I wondered if the same could happen to the White American male.
The reason I had concern for the latter question was because I was at Princeton at the very height of the male-bashing feminist movement, one that had even invaded Christianity. It was made very clear at Princeton that the American male was a potentially dangerous beast, who in the past had enslaved women everywhere. Sensing that the male's traditional position was one of on-going cultural indoctrination, the feminists' answer to the "male question" was to conduct new cultural revolution such as would lift women to new power and status. At Princeton that female position was not one of equality, but of dominance.
It was hard going through the Princeton years, being guilty by the circumstance of birth of the crime of being male. This was a cultural revolution I could not merely step back from and analyze - as was my traditional approach to a cultural issue. Of course it now had been a while since I had been the detached observer of cultural dynamics. Working with Black males in their cultural diaspora had been anything but disengaging. And now I began to appreciate the fact that God had led me to Princeton to experience involvement - and ultimately full commitment - in the struggles of my very own White Anglo-Saxon Protestant Male culture! It took me a while to understand. But eventually I caught on. I had a cultural task to perform, not just merely to observe and study.
In the meantime, God had put a woman in my life. Amazingly, Kathleen and I both knew from our first moments together that God had big plans for both of us as husband and wife, and those plans included children - something we both wanted very much. We wed in 1988 and the next year Rachel was born, two years later, Paul, two years after that, Elizabeth, and four years after that, John. My age would be an issue - but not an insurmountable hurdle. God would take care of us. We both understood that.
A CALL
FROM GOD LEADS ME TO A CAREER AS A PRESBYTERIAN PASTOR |
In the early 1990s I had two crucial calls on my life: service as the head of my own family and service as pastor of a small Presbyterian congregation in Northern New Jersey. Being ever the teacher, I was moved most significantly by a desire to pass on what years of study had shown me were missing from our own American culture: a profound appreciation of the role of God in shaping our nation and civilization.
Keenly aware of how far our American culture had drifted into secularism (I myself had lived in that mode for over 20 years), I wanted my children to be raised with a higher sense of things in life, of the role of God in shaping them and their world. This was exactly what I wanted my congregation to be aware of as well - particularly as I felt that my highest responsibility to them and to God was to prepare them to be vibrant, living witnesses to God in a godless age.
But this task was not any easy one because there existed very little material that would back up what I was attempting to teach. So I began by laying out the material myself.
With respect to teaching my congregations, my approach was to get them to understand how they were the most recent chapter of a story involving a long line of witnesses that had gone before them in presenting the higher truth of God in Jesus Christ. Like themselves today, these forerunners had to conduct this task in the midst of a world caught up in the offerings and difficulties of the material world around them. It was my hope that by learning more about how others before them met this challenge we could perhaps discover deeper direction for ourselves for the same task.
Indeed, in the retelling of this old, old story, these modern-day saints began to see themselves in a new light: they began to understand how they too were part of God's story; in their own time today, they too were key instruments of his divine design here on earth. It was as much up to them in this day and age as it was to the heroes of scripture in their days to live out God's divine assignment. They were to be spiritual leaders, helping to lead others to the light of divine guidance.
I appreciate very much Man's power, the good works he is able to do - if his heart is right. But even back in my secular days I realized that Man's moral logic was highly problematic. Man seemed as often an angel of death and destruction as an angel of life and goodness. In all my years of political, social or cultural analysis some key component had always seemed missing in computing the moral design of life. Man himself was not a sufficient explanation with regards to the positive and negative directions life has taken on this planet over the centuries. In discovering - or rediscovering - God in my later years, I came finally to understand what this key component was.
First of all, apart from God's guidance from his position in Creation, human life - or life of any kind - is an impossibility. Einstein's theory of relativity and the theories of quantum physics helped get me started down the right track to understand the dynamic of life in a new, post-Newtonian or post-mechanistic way.
Life is built on relationship - and all relationship begins with God. Through God's will, his design, his word (his Logos), all creation has its being as it responds to him. God is the initiator and sustainer of all that is and ever will be.
Second of all, we humans, like everything else in creation, exist in response to his work. But quite unlike anything else in creation, we have been given intellectual or spiritual powers not unlike God's. Within the full scope of a huge creation, we humans on this tiny planet are endowed with the incredible ability not to merely exist, but to affirm (or reject) the divine dynamic. We are more than the rocks and ice, the heat and light, even the trees and animals of God's creation. We are a privileged specie created by God to join with him in giving life to all creation by our interaction with it. We are like some kind of an audience privileged with the power to appreciate, enjoy, celebrate God's great creation.
To make this power fully valid, we have also the power to reject this option. Our spiritual freedom makes the decision to join with God in working with and celebrating Creation fully our own, dignifying us as a very special part of Creation. But our freedom means also the ability to reject this whole idea. But in doing so we diminish ourselves as living beings, becoming merely part of the mechanical portion of existence.
How do we choose? Usually poorly. Human pride or arrogance (Christianity's long-standing concept of "original sin") is the hurdle that we have to overcome. Just as God is the positive pole in creation, there is some kind of Adversary who constitutes the negative pole - at least with respect to human choice. We commonly call this negative force Satan, the Devil, the Tempter, the Deceiver, the Adversary, the Serpent, etc. His job is to enter our thoughts and logic to draw us into making the choice that leads us from God, from life. His existence in creation is what gives full meaning to our human freedom: the full freedom to reject as well as to affirm life.
Once I began to understand this dynamic I began to wonder how it ever was that we humans made the right choice. Pride and arrogance seem so fundamental to human life. What chance did we on our own have of ever making the right decision?
What I began to understand in reviewing the long story of God and his relationship with Man is that God alone keeps things on track - normally by setting aside for himself a special people who, in covenant with him, he works with more directly in keeping the light of divine understanding alive, so that through them the rest of the world might always have that light serving as a beacon directing them to God and his divine enterprise.
God made such a covenant with Abraham and his descendants, a covenant carried forward through Moses, David and the Jewish prophets of old. That covenant was fine-tuned in Jesus and continued forward in time through his followers in the church.
God's very grace has kept that covenant alive, helping certain people stay on track with God as a service to all of mankind.
The covenant still exists today - perhaps in more than one form or in the hands of more than one people. But certainly, that covenant was extended to the founding fathers of America, in particular the Puritan founders of New England who very self-consciously observed just such a covenant relationship with God. In the early 1600s they founded their new settlement on the principle of being a covenant community in service to God, pledging themselves (and their descendants) to be a "city on a hill," a "light to the nations." They intended that in America a covenant people would live to bring the rest of the world to God.
Clearly, by the sign of the multitude of miracles that accompanied the birth and growth of this new covenant nation, God has faithfully continued to respect this covenant (though we have ourselves not always been so faithful in the keeping of the covenant). Time after time, in respect of this covenant, God has brought spiritual renewal among us - usually in preparation for some great work (often a war) he was calling the nation to undertake.
And so we come to our present day and time. How are we doing with respect to the covenant?
Not well.
But - that's how I see my call. To help awaken America to this fundamental reality. To put Americans of today back into "the story."
Back in 1993 I decided to begin putting this story on the web. The primary focus has been "Western history" or the story of God and the people of Christian Europe and America, since from even the beginning of Western Civilization. I added a huge biographical section in the later 1990s - and I have been adding material ever since then.
NEW GENEVA |
The door that opened for me - just as I was
completing a 2-year interim pastorate in Pottsville, Pennsylvania - was
as a history/social studies (and soon also a French) teacher at a
recently established, non-denominational Christian K-12 school not too
far away: The King's Academy. The salary was half what I made as a
Presbyterian pastor ... an included no health insurance or pension
payments. But I knew deeply that this was the door God wanted me to go
through. I would have to trust him to make this new calling work
financially for me and my family.
Actually my four children joined me there as
students. And eventually they all graduated from that same school. Also
... here I had a free hand in continuing to develop the historical
studies I had been putting together over the years. Furthermore, I was
able to offer our seniors an advanced course in
social/political/economic analysis called Social Dynamics.
I served 18 years at The King's Academy ... in
dedication to the task of awakening of a sense of call among young
Christians (or Christians in the making) to eventually retake the role
of leaders in our society and civilization - empowered by the Holy
Spirit to be the agent of change on earth under the direction of our
Lord Jesus Christ. I was attempting
to prepare them to assume the responsibilities as God's Chosen to help
lead the world back into life-fulfilling relationship with God Almighty
himself. It was my hope to show them that we were to do this (in a
typically Calvinist fashion) by the way we gave witness to God's
judgments and empowerments in our daily lives. We were to be prepared
to step out, take on the risks of leadership, assume full power and
responsibility as citizens of this earth - with both the cunning wisdom
of serpents in how we dealt with the world's social realities - and the
innocence of doves in how we matched the powers of that same world with
the powers we received in faith from God.
We were to be visionaries able to see above the
heads of the material world - to the worlds beyond to which God was
drawing us. We were to be motivators of others to venture forward with
us - through faith in God's word and hand among us - toward the world
God has awaiting us. We were to be teachers and governors helping to
hold our world together firmly in a Godly social order, so that God's
work might be fulfilled among us as we ventured forward together.
And with almost 40 percent of our high school
students being "international" (from all different points around the
world) it was quite easy to make this global perspective that I taught
at The King's Academy quite real ... and more immediately
understandable - and not just by my American students but by all my
students, whatever their cultural backgrounds. The covenant with God
through Christ (as the Holy Spirit leads us) was for all of us, as it
were ... citizens of the entire world.
Then in June of 2019, just as I was looking over
the contract for the 2019-2020 school year, the understanding came to
me strongly that I was not to sign that contract ... but prepare for a
whole new world. I was to put my considerable amount of written
material (found in the pages of this Spiritual Pilgrim website) into
book form. It was time to publish!
Wow ... because here I was almost at age 78 contemplating the startup
of a new career. This was not about retirement. This was about taking
on a new challenge ... a huge challenge at any age!
So - I began to submit my material to Westbow
Press - a publishing house that stands somewhere between
self-publishing and corporate publishing ... operating as a subdivision
of Zondervan and Thomas Nelson, two well-known Christian publishing
houses. And yes, they had very
strict publishing rules, ones that frustrated me greatly: never to use
the words "bloody" (too descriptive ... or just too British as an
adjective for virtually everything!) even when discussing battles, nor
"hell" (I was not allowed to quote General Sherman's comment "War is
hell" when he looked out on all the destruction his march through
Georgia produced) ... and not to use details that are too graphic in
their darkness (such as would be used in describing events involved in
ethnic cleansing, for instance).
But I got over things, found that I could learn to adjust to their
sensitivities. And eventually three volumes of American history came
forth: America - The Covenant Nation ... A Christian Perspective, the
first volume appearing in February of 2020 and the next two volumes in
May of that year.
For
about a year and a half, during 2000-2002, I worked with 4 other
Presbyterian pastors and a Presbyterian elder in trying to put together
a Christian learning center in eastern Pennsylvania – a place where
this "story" could be taught to Presbyterian leaders as part of a
reawakening of the evangelical call on the Presbyterian denomination.
We called it "New Geneva" in recognition of the role that Geneva of old
(John Calvin's Geneva, Switzerland, of the mid-1500s) played in
awakening the same spirit within Christian urban Europe during the
Protestant Reformation.
Unfortunately, just days before our "New Geneva" group was due to
have its first organizational meeting with potential supporters, a very
large and wealthy (but struggling nonetheless) Presbyterian church
perceived itself as threatened by our venture – and used its influence
within the Presbytery to have the venture shut down. This left us all
very frustrated, as we had committed a lot of ourselves to this
venture.
But we also realized that if New Geneva was what God wanted – not just what our little group wanted – then there would have been nothing
that could have blocked its creation. Obviously, God was not
behind our grand plans. Thus we simply submitted quietly to the
circumstances facing us.
Gradually we went our separate ways ... mostly with new pastoral
calls.
I then realized that a less-detailed American history would work better for some people, so in 2021 I
authored a shorter single-volume American history (550 pages instead of 1100) ... also updated to include the
beginning of the Biden presidency).
At the same time, to top off the 2021 writing experience, I put my own
personal story to print ...
the same material that you will find here
on the web pages that follow!
And in February of 2024 I was finally able to have published a work
that I had been busy putting together since completing my American
history series: a two-volume history of Western Society ...
emphasizing the cultural-intellectual apects of that wonderful history!
So stay posted! You can keep up with all this writing by going to my other website: https://thecovenantnation.com
An
most recently (June 2025) I came out with another look at the American
moral-spiritual legacy (which I fear is in deep trouble): a
280-page
Actually, you can go to this writing's own website:
and
you will find there not only the text (with pictures) but also the
audio recording (actually by me!) ... as well as the audo recordings of
my other works, namely the books above. Enjoy ... and learn!
In the meantime, enjoy the story of my own spiritual pilgrimage ... presented to you right here!