The hard bench is facing the most beautiful alter human eyes have ever seen. Gold drapes the walls behind where the preacher stands. A large dark oak and gold bench in front of where they would stand. A large piano off to the side.
Front Row, Inside Church
preacher
worshipper
I adore my God.  I am Catholic.  It is an honor to worship the Lord.
Hello father! What do you have prepared for us in the sermon today? I don't think I have it in my to preach to you anymore son. What do you mean? This sounds like crazy talk! I thought the word of the Lord was your passion? I have not lost faith in the lord but I have lost faith in the church. I feel this church has become far too corrupt and decadent and I am a part of this.  That doesn't mean you should leave! Stay and fix the problem if you really care so much!  I am but a small piece. It is the other corrupt priests that need to follow my lead but I do not think they will. They are in too deep. You just need to believe in the power of yourself and the power of your Lord. Do the right thing and others will follow. Thank you my son. I am but a man of flesh and bone like you yet I claim that you must hear the word of god from me. God talks to us all. It's a sham. The whole thing. What... How?! How could this be?! My whole life is a lie! And I claim that you must go behind a curtain and through me you must ask God for forgiveness. That is simply untrue. So what is the point of even going on then? What is the purpose of all this? I will go on my own. I don't need to wave incense or wear these fancy robes or take your money for those gold curtains. I will share the true word of God on the streets, in the slums. Wherever I am needed.