If you’ve ever encountered sudden loss, you’ll understand the feeling: a raw anger at the injustice of the situation. But what if there’s no one left to be angry at?
The atrocities in Westminster, Manchester and London Bridge are the latest examples in a list of heartache that spans human history. At times like these it feels reasonable to ask if God has left us, or was he ever even there?
What is that phenomenon we call ‘beauty’ and why does it lie at the core of both collective civilisation and individual desire, even as we value it precisely for existing outside of practicality?