We are among the first peoples in human history who do not broadly inherit religious identity as a given, a matter of kin and tribe, like hair color and hometown. But the very fluidity of this-the possibility of choice that arises, the ability to craft and discern one's own spiritual bearings-is not leading to the decline of spiritual life but its revival. It is changing us, collectively. It is even renewing religion, and our cultural encounter with religion, in counterintuitive ways. I meet scientists who speak of a religiosity without spirituality-a reverence for the place of ritual in human life, and the value of human community, without a need for something supernaturally transcendent. There is something called the New Humanism, which is in dialogue about moral imagination and ethical passions across boundaries of belief and nonbelief. But I apprehend- with a knowledge that is as much visceral as cognitive- that God is love. That somehow the possibility of care that can transform us- love muscular and resilient- is an echo of a reality behind reality, embedded in the creative force that gives us life.
( Krista Tippett )
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