Yesterday I began to plan my year. I sat with Robyn and checked out the travel arrangements. for the impending holy rite of matrimony. We talked about what to do each day. We tried to get to a lake, but turned back: we are in the mountains, and when driving the 50 km from where we are staying to the beginning of the track the temperature dropped 10 degrees and it began to rain.

I know that we are all but sinners chosen by the grace of God, but we all need to consider the real test of our discipleship. It is that we love each other. That we care for each other, putting their needs before ours.

And this love requires that we correct and confront errors. Despite trolls hating us.

Will here is a Troll. I made a mistake, or did I? I tried to correct him. The wise person accepts correction, the fool just tells you not to.

And no, I’m not going to tell you how to kill yourself. Despite your gabs. Contrast this with the most effective change agents of last year, Vox Day, who had a good year, and sees hope.

Thanks to all of you who continue to support VP and all of its various endeavors. Thanks to the VFM for your mindless obedience and ever-burning hatred for the SJW enemy, thanks to the Dread Ilk for your awe-inspiring loyalty, thanks to the Brainstormers for your support and advice, thanks to the Original Galaxians, Techstars, Burn Unit and Phase 2 donators for making Infogalactic possible, thanks to the Rabid Puppies for your gleeful and wanton destruction, and thanks especially to the entire Castalia House team of authors, editors, proofreaders, and volunteers.

We may not be responsible for the God-Emperor’s ascension, but we are, without question, making a substantive difference in many people’s lives around the world. As good as 2016 was – and it was very good – I anticipate an even better 2017, as more Dread Ilk begin to spread their dark wings, launch their own initiatives, and begin rampaging across the land. In closing, I will note that it’s inspiring to see John Scalzi courageously keeping his nonexistent chin up despite another 11 percent decline in traffic at The Most Important Blog in Science Fiction Ever, a 38 percent decline from its 2012 peak that has brought it back to late-2009 levels of traffic. So brave. Thank you for this.

Trump, fortunately, is not a Warhammer 40 emperor. He is who he is. He is flawed, his government will be imperfect. But he has a faith, and that gives him hope. For without a hope, we do make, we destroy, and whine about the futility of our despair.

By our fruit you will know us.

Now the LORD said to Abram, “Go from your country and your kindred and your father’s house to the land that I will show you. And I will make of you a great nation, and I will bless you and make your name great, so that you will be a blessing. I will bless those who bless you, and him who dishonors you I will curse, and in you all the families of the earth shall be blessed.”

So Abram went, as the LORD had told him, and Lot went with him. Abram was seventy-five years old when he departed from Haran. And Abram took Sarai his wife, and Lot his brother’s son, and all their possessions that they had gathered, and the people that they had acquired in Haran, and they set out to go to the land of Canaan. When they came to the land of Canaan, Abram passed through the land to the place at Shechem, to the oak of Moreh. At that time the Canaanites were in the land. Then the LORD appeared to Abram and said, “To your offspring I will give this land.” So he built there an altar to the LORD, who had appeared to him.

(Genesis 12:1-7 ESV)

By faith Abraham obeyed when he was called to go out to a place that he was to receive as an inheritance. And he went out, not knowing where he was going. By faith he went to live in the land of promise, as in a foreign land, living in tents with Isaac and Jacob, heirs with him of the same promise. For he was looking forward to the city that has foundations, whose designer and builder is God. By faith Sarah herself received power to conceive, even when she was past the age, since she considered him faithful who had promised. Therefore from one man, and him as good as dead, were born descendants as many as the stars of heaven and as many as the innumerable grains of sand by the seashore.

(Hebrews 11:8-12 ESV)

I am the bread of life. Your fathers ate the manna in the wilderness, and they died. This is the bread that comes down from heaven, so that one may eat of it and not die. I am the living bread that came down from heaven. If anyone eats of this bread, he will live forever. And the bread that I will give for the life of the world is my flesh.”

(John 6:48-51 ESV)/blockquote>

How did Abram show is faith? He left his home and walked into the wilderness. How did Sarai show this? She conceived Isaac when she was postmenopausal. She trusted God that she would survive the pregnancy and childbirth: her daughter in law Rebekah did not.

So it is time to do good. Even interact with some trolls. To witness. To build.

We can rest when we are Dead. To quite Vox Day:

I don’t take anything for granted. I had enough success when I was young, then failed to do anything with it, that I now understand it is key to maintain momentum and never permit oneself to coast.

The only day I haven’t done SOMETHING work-related over the holidays was Christmas Day, and even then I didn’t miss a blog post. This post is only part of the statistical roundup; I’m already preparing annual reports for all the CH authors.

The idea of Kaizen is important. I’m using different places for images (Gab and tumblr over twitter) and fiddling with browsers to improve efficiency.

It is not time to coast. It is time to work, to make a witness.

For the consequences of our lives are apparent to all around us, even if not to us.