Last week, our church (St. Cyprian of Carthage in Midlothian, VA) received eight new catechumens, all of whom appeared to be under the age of thirty, and more than half of whom were unmarried.
And this, at a small church in the middle of the woods, half an hour away from the city, with no singles ministry, no campus outreach, no advertising of any kind, and no small groups of any kind.
There are still faint glimmers of civilization left in this barbaric slaughterhouse that was once known as humanity. 