The following scene happened to me a few years ago.
The room was filled with about 50 some high schoolers attending a retreat that I was to give.
But I couldn't even get the evening started...
I read the Gospel passage where Jesus was tempted in the desert.
They gave me that blank stare.
"Crap," I thought "This whole evening is centered on this passage and they're looking at me like I'm some old fart with ten heads."
I put the Bible down and with that my eyes were opened.
"How many of you believe in God?"
There was silence.
"Come on, be honest, we got nothing to lose. I'm just curious, raise your hand if you believe in the existence of God."
Six hands...out of about 50
"Okay, so lets move to Jesus. How many believe?"
"Now, what about satan?"
We spent the next two hours talking about why and what's missing, and what can the Church do, and who goes to Mass, and what is going on at home ...and all that stuff.
WE HAVE FORMED A GENERATION WHERE THE MAJORITY BELIEVE IN NOTHING.
One of the clergy upon hearing this remarked, "Well you know, it was bad weather that night."
Yeh, I base my faith on the weather.