The alter faces west so the rising sun hits the cross just right each morning. The bejeweled cloth that lay over the alter sparkle and the room practically glows.
Along the Pews, Inside Church
peasant
priest
I am here to help the needy. I am well respected in the town. I can not accept lying.
Have you come here for forgiveness? Forgiveness? What have I done but be a victim of a broken system?  Don't eat that please. We can provide you with rations here. What sort of rations?  We have food for the peasants of this region.  Well I guess I can't say no to that, anything is better than this! You must first surrender yourself to the lord. Well i think it is fair for me to be a little hesitant that a just God would condemn me to a life such as this one where I am begging for food. That is because you have no faith, God has a plan for all of us. Oh no, I used to have faith before this terrible suffering was brought upon me. That is where you strayed from the correct path, through thick and thin you must have faith. But can God not see that keeping faith when such injustice exists is near impossible and that my doubts are fair?!