Being a bit of a sci fi fan, I did enjoy last week’s extended Torchwood story. But there was one scene that really did stretch my imagination to breaking point. It was nothing to do with alien invasions or rifts in time and space. It was Gwen’s conversation about someone’s Christian friend who lost their faith on account of the appearance of aliens. The more standard and fanciful sci-fi fare I can take in my stride, because it exists purely in the realm of the imagination. Bits of it will probably find their way into the real world at some time in the future. But for the time being, I don’t need to relate it to any kind of reality. Faith, on the other hand, is something I live with and experience daily. And frankly, the idea that the mere discovery of alien life would shake a convinced Christian from their faith I just found a bit hard to swallow. So the Bible doesn’t mention aliens. So what? It doesn’t mention chicken tikka massala either; but and that doesn’t mean I’m going to lose m
Making sense of faith without denying the facts