It strikes me that Western civilization is not listening to the Word of God anymore, but only its echoes.
Echoes have a habit of diminishing with each turn. Eventually, they fade out altogether.
Then there is only lonely silence, into which mad imaginings come, for nature abhors a vacuum.
We can see these crazed vapours at work in the west already.
Never has it been more urgent than this present moment that the Word of God be heard in its ever-new freshness.
Like new wine, it will burst tired old wineskins, so care is needed to ensure the skins get renewed before they hold the new must.
New wine and new skins are the work of God. The Sacraments allow God to work in our lives, and they are essential for our renewal. What is stopping us from partaking in them?
Echoes are always second best. Let’s hear the Original!