The Shifting Sands of Faith #2076

The Shifting Sands of Faith In a land where faith once stood tall, Churches abound, yet hearts do fall. Three hundred twenty thousand strong, Yet fewer voices join the song. Christianity’s waning tide, Once a beacon, now set aside. From ninety percent in days of yore, To sixty-four, and possibly more. The pews are less, the hearts are far, A pandemic’s shadow, a lasting scar. Eighty-five percent return, Yet many hearts no longer burn. Megachurches rise, a few still gleam, Ten thousand souls, a weekly dream. But smaller flocks find doors now closed, As financial strains leave faith exposed. Digital realms, a new domain, Where faith attempts to rise again. Social posts and online streams, Yet physical bonds remain mere dreams. Millennials drift, Boomers depart, A changing faith, a shifting heart. Super-mega, digital tides, In modern sands, old faith resides. Yet in these shifts, a story told, Of faith reformed, yet hearts still bold. In every loss, a chance to find, A newer faith, a broader mind. So let us see these changes clear, A landscape new, yet held dear. For in the ebb and flow of time, Faith’s essence remains sublime. -Steven G. Lee (June 30, 2024)