An evening of conversation with a friend of three decades and a bemoaning of the Lazy Faith that now besets the church. Hard thinking has now been replaced by a frothy package of experiences; middle aged men in blue shirts and chinos pretend their expanding waistlines and receding hairlines do not betray them as people who are closer to forty years of age than twenty. Whilst the classical music of the cathedrals is respected by afficionados who would profess no faith; the music of the evangelical gatherings finds no listenership …