During the present year of 1948 we have been celebrating the Centenary of the Archdiocese of Melbourne, and the occasion has been marked by splendid demonstrations of faith, in which the numbers and enthusiasm of the Australian Catholic body have been displayed before the non-Catholic world. It was all very inspiring, wasn't it? Out of small humble beginnings, a poor Christian community built up the great Church we have inherited, with its network of religious institutions, schools and works of charity, providing for the needs of a vast multitude of people. A great work has been done for God, against heavy odds, in the preservation of our Faith, from generation to generation, amid a world in which the cancer of de-Christianisation has made frightful ravages. To be sure, there have been heavy losses - through "drifting" rather than deliberate apostasy. But we have maintained an impressive strength - thanks largely to the education system for which our people have made such sacrifices. Our places of worship are filled again and again on Sundays, and their numbers are increasing, while other religious bodies complain of depletion. Our youth organizations are strong and vigorous on every level - and our authorities are wide awake to the problem of youth. The average level of lay religious practice and frequentation of the Sacraments is high in comparison with that of most Catholic countries. This Church is vividly conscious of the problem of social justice, and the Christian attitude to social questions is set before the faithful constantly by their Hierarchy as well as by a zealous group of lay leaders.
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