I was a child during the 1980s. It was interesting to grow up during the tail end of the cold war. The threat of Nuclear Proliferation and Mutually Assured Destruction were so common we didn’t think twice about them. In fact, the calls of World War III had grown so stale I didn’t really understand the ramifications that came with the removal of the Berlin Wall. I think for those of us born at the tail end of Generation X and the beginning of Generation Y (Millennial), the end of the world didn’t carry much weight, in fact I remember thinking in my youth, “At least I live very close to a missile strike zone so I won’t suffer the nuclear fallout.”
It would be silly to assume that didn’t shape my understanding of Faith; this Sunday I am going to tell you how.
Topics: Personal Experience