We hear it all the time. How we’ve moved into a post-Christian era. A time and place where children are growing up far removed from the faiths of generations before them.
Imagine, John Lennon said, there’s no hell below us, no heaven above, only sky. Imagine a world of no religion, all the people living for today.
Imagine the whole of history void of Creator God.
What about the beauty?
What about the goodness?
What about the creative?
Imagine a world where there is no Sistine Chapel, no Florence Cathedral.
No Michelangelo, no Makoto Fujimura.
No Dorothy Day, no Mother Theresa.
No Martin Luther, no Martin Luther King Jr.
No Protests on the Door of Wittenberg Chapel, no Letters from a Birmingham Jail.
No Saint John of the Cross, no “Dark Night of the Soul”.
No John 3:16, no Billy Graham.
No Book of Common Prayer, no Scriptures, whatsoever.
No della Francesca Baptism of the Christ, no da Vinci Adoration of the Magi.
No Handel, no Hallelujiah Chorus.
Imagine a world absent of inspiration and adoration.
What need, then, would we even have of the word Hallelujah?
To whom would we utter our thanks?
Would Praise even be a word we know?