A friend of mine told me recently that her teenaged son has suddenly begun asking about churches. Since she has raised him and his brother areligiously, it surprised her. He hasn’t yet asked to begin church-going but something has piqued him.

It’s an innocent enough interest in an adolescent, but it has larger implications. At his age, and in the cultural environment of Tennessee,  it might just be a desire to fit in, or a kid at school evangelizing…or mere curiosity.  But interest in the spiritual–at some stage of life–seems pretty much universal among humans.  Anthropology and archeology suggest it always has been.

We want, we need, we seek some kind of connection to the divine…or perhaps just to a divine we create.  I don’t know one way or another whether any are real. But it certainly appears that, save a few exceptional minds, we as individuals do not feel complete without such a connection. I certainly do not.

I have to wonder from whence this springs. Claiming it is just a cultural norm is not enough. Culture only shapes its form, culture and perhaps experience.

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