It’s no surprise that in those days after WWII, as our nation was getting rich, we were rebuilding the world, we were looking to a bright future, and Billy Graham was drawing HUGE crowds. It is all related.
The faith factor was obviously in the middle of it all, and Billy was the man of the hour.
I’d like to be pounding on the faith doors of America as best God makes possible, but maddeningly I find it hard to rise above being a spiritual drifter. It takes trouble before I can see what God wants to do. Oh I stay small-o orthodox Christian, that’s not a problem, but the implications keep me looking around for answers and being unsatisfied.
What is a fellow like me to do? If I had the contacts, creds, and chutzpah I’d give Charlie a ring... But alas I am not thus placed.