Right now I am writing my second novel entitled “The Hungry Pit” dealing with one person’s experience with losing the church where her faith took root. I am exploring the connection established at Baptism, the rebellious teenage years, the visit back that sparked a return, the wedding, the move away, the return visit only to find a hole in the ground. The book explores events and people that can lead to the disintegration of a church and searches for answers.
If you can relate, if you have had a church close on you, I would love to hear your comments. How did it affect you? What happened (please no names, only situations).
Church has been a major part of my life. The church I grew up in was demolished and replaced by a strip mall. So much of my early years were spent there. Now, I only have memories. I can never walk those halls, go down the steps, visit the old classrooms, put my hand in the holy water font, walk in for a few quiet moments in the middle of the day and pray.
Has church been an important component of your life? Please tell me about it.