Once upon a time, when you were still a child, somebody told you a story about the nobility and courage of the men who waged the war for America’s independence. Perhaps you heard that they were Christian heroes of faith, principle, and character, or that they were able to accomplish the seemingly impossible because God was on their side.
But then you grew up. You went to high school and, after that, college. There you learned that the Founding Fathers were hypocrites, and that there was little difference between the American War for Independence and the French Revolution. Most of all, you learned that history is a collection of meaningless and unintelligible facts, that Christians are behind the majority of the world’s problems, and that, when it comes to historical interpretation, intelligence and cynicism are synonyms.
In the back of your mind, you hoped it was not true, but who were you to challenge the emperors of academia or to suggest that their philosophies were illusory?
Then, one day, a seventy-one-year-old boy with a Ph.D. and a simple love for our country let the world know that the emperors of the academy have no clothes. But he did it in the nicest way imaginable — he told a story ... a wonderful, compelling, beautiful story full of complexity, intrigue, and humanity. It is a story that concludes with the remarkable revelation that the greatest events in the history of the West were accomplished by a handful of home-educated, inexperienced, highly imperfect men who simply would not quit and who were blessed and preserved by what they described as “the hand of providence.”
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