There are spiritual responses – almost universal – that spring from levels deeper in our nature than where sentences or even words are formed. Spontaneous smiling is an example. We all smile immediately at the antics of babies, at hummingbirds darting into view, on sharing memories with old friends. These reach deeply into us and engage something there, a primordial innocence at the origin of whatever else we have become.

The Fall is not the death of our soul, but rather its subordination.