Sometimes it's scary to think about it: are we really growing up and losing something important? It's not the church itself that we're losing, but ourselves. 🕊 After all, a church is not just a building and services, it's a space where you can stop and hear something that's not on social media, in the noisy city routine.

And young people come less and less. Some are looking for answers in books and films, some are traveling, some are simply afraid that faith is boring, old-fashioned, inconvenient. ⛪️ And so you sit on the bench, look at the empty rows and think: "Maybe we're just afraid of real silence?"

There is something painful in the realization that generations are changing, and the connection with something eternal is lost. And at that moment you understand: faith is not just rituals, it is an experience that must be passed on while there is still someone to listen. ✨

And even if there is almost no one around, sometimes it is enough for one young person who came to feel the same. 🌿 Maybe it is moments like these that keep the temple alive, even if it seems that the world around has already chosen a different path.

Maria