We live in a cynical age.
You’ve probably noticed it. I don’t know how you could avoid it. It’s everywhere.
It’s in every person who feels jaded by life, by the church or by their jobs.
It’s in every person who’s lost faith in people, in “the system” or in God.
It’s in every one of the myriad of spoof movies that are spewn upon audiences each year.
It’s in every hipster whose wardrobe is made up of the most outdated, mismatched items in the thrift store.
I’ve got plenty of cynicism in me. But I’m working on it. Because I think it might be killing my generation.