Country, Christ, and Classics with Ben Virgo

When the virus called Corona hit Southern California’s shores, I
was determined to practice the spiritual principles I have
learned in recent years. Believing that God is in charge of every
molecule under heaven, I had good reason not to get all stressed
out. The equation added civil unrest and political monologues,
destroying joy and fellowship on Facebook and social media. I
consciously tried not to get caught up in what seemed like so
much folly in the dialogue.


Disengaging is simply not in my DNA, so I focussed my attention
on learning more about the history and background to provide
meaningful context to the authentic human history we are living.
My mental meanderings ended up taking me to a place I wasn’t
expecting, and a time I wasn’t expecting, and through a location,
I prefer to avoid, Washington, D.C.


Follow my thinking here. We are a nation founded mostly by
English malcontents or Christian refugees or adventurous,
restless pioneers, depending on what version of the story you
want to tell. Yet when my overly visual mind travels to
Washington, D.C., my senses are assaulted not by Christian
symbols or architecture at all. In fact, there is nothing
uniquely British about the city either. Then I remembered this
signature American city was designed by a Frenchman, Pierre
Charles L’Enfant, who preferred to be called Peter. Now don’t get
me wrong, just because he has a fancy French name doesn’t mean he
wasn’t a patriot. He was with General Washington at Valley Forge
as part of the Continental Army. No other credentials are needed.
Few dispute his dominant influence on the design of our capital
city. He also was commissioned by General Lafayette to do a
portrait of George Washington and became good friends with
Alexander Hamilton.


What visual images are coming to your mind as I bring up
Washington, D.C.? Certain buildings? You know architectural
design 101 you were taught in 7th grade. Come on. Doric, Ionic,
and Corinthian. Ringing a bell.


To see if this mental meandering can take us anywhere, I’ve
invited back to Church Hurts And a London Tour guide. I know it
sounds weird, but his specialty is the classics, so welcome back
to Church Hurts And Englishman Ben Virgo.