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In my first post about Bram Stoker’s Dracula (the book!), I discussed the mysterious evil of Dracula and how the men were men and women were women. I want to wrap up my thoughts on this book by mentioning two more things: a sovereign God and Van Helsing’s motivating speech in the middle of the book.

Inherent trust in a sovereign God

For so surely as we live, that scar shall pass away when God sees right to lift the burden that is hard upon us. Till then we bear our Cross, as His Son did in obedience to His Will. It may be that we are chosen instruments of His good pleasure, and that we ascend to His bidding as that other through stripes and shame. Through tears and blood. Through doubts and fear, and all that makes the difference between God and man. – Van Helsing

I appreciated the god centeredness of this book. There is an inherent trust these characters have in God, an understanding of His hand in all things, and a belief in His goodness. They know when it comes down to the end their only hope in the timing and their plan coming together to defeat Dracula rests in the hand of God.

Poor Mina told me just now, with the tears running down her dear cheeks, that it is in trouble and trial that our faith is tested. That we must keep on trusting, and that God will aid us up to the end. The end! Oh my God! What end? . . . To work! To work! – Jonathan Harker

Van Helsing’s rousing speech

I could go on to discuss Van Helsing’s amazing character or the theme of mystery, but I want to leave you one more passage, my personal favorite. This passage is the tail end of a speech from Van Helsing to the others as they formulate a plan to defeat Dracula. He has explained in my initial quote in part 1 who and what Dracula is and now shifts to the cost. It gets me fired up – their choice, their unity, and their resolve to fight evil.

How then are we to begin our strike to destroy him? How shall we find his where, and having found it, how can we destroy? My friends, this is much, it is a terrible task that we undertake, and there may be consequence to make the brave shudder. For if we fail in this our fight he must surely win, and then where end we? Life is nothings, I heed him not. But to fail here, is not mere life or death. It is that we become as him, that we henceforward become foul things of the night like him, without heart or conscience, preying on the bodies and the souls of those we love best. To us forever are the gates of heaven shut, for who shall open them to us again? We go on for all time abhorred by all, a blot on the face of God’s sunshine, an arrow in the side of Him who died for man. But we are face to face with duty, and in such case must we shrink? For me, I say no, but then I am old, and life, with his sunshine, his fair places, his song of birds, his music and his love, lie far behind. You others are young. Some have seen sorrow, but there are fair days yet in store. What say you?” Whilst he was speaking, Jonathan had taken my hand. I feared, oh so much, that the appalling nature of our danger was overcoming him when I saw his hand stretch out, but it was life to me to feel its touch, so strong, so self reliant, so resolute. A brave man’s hand can speak for itself, it does not even need a woman’s love to hear its music. When the Professor had done speaking my husband looked in my eyes, and I in his, there was no need for speaking between us. “I answer for Mina and myself,” he said. “Count me in, Professor,” said Mr. Quincey Morris, laconically as usual. “I am with you,” said Lord Godalming, “for Lucy’s sake, if for no other reason.” Dr. Seward simply nodded. The Professor stood up and, after laying his golden crucifix on the table, held out his hand on either side. I took his right hand, and Lord Godalming his left, Jonathan held my right with his left and stretched across to Mr. Morris. So as we all took hands our solemn compact was made. I felt my heart icy cold, but it did not even occur to me to draw back. We resumed our places, and Dr. Van Helsing went on with a sort of cheerfulness which showed that the serious work had begun. It was to be taken as gravely, and in as businesslike a way, as any other transaction of life.

Read this book and you will enjoy it. It is saturated with goodness, a healthy perspective of evil, and the gospel wrapped up in the sacrifice of these characters and God’s hand in giving them victory. The last quarter of the book will leave you breathless.

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