But how does one go about translating the theological equivalent of Donne’s “every man is a piece of the continent, a part of the main” to an angsty teenager in 2019? How is this shared with a youngster, the product of capitalistic and atomised personal nihilism and pervasive cultural pessimism? Nothing makes me fear for the future of faith more than the thought that an uncrossable chasm has opened between the generations of our grandparents and that of their grandchildren.
Since the age of fourteen I have considered myself a Christian. For the two or so years before then I was a catechumen with an interest in ritual, liturgy, and the magic of this man Jesus of Nazareth. My incipient awareness of the incarnate God was, immaturely, modelled on the character of the man who … Continue reading What Does It All Mean?