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
priest
peasant
I am poor and dirty. I hate that I am starving to death. I am a hard worker.
Father, bless me father for I must have sinned somehow. I just don't know what I could have done. Of course, my dear. Has God made his displeasure known to you? I am a dirty poor peasant. I work so very hard and yet I'm starving. All I have to eat is this moldy bread. No, please do not give me your only source of food. Things will get better. Maybe you have been lying to someone, and that has displeased god? Oh if only I knew. Can I just repent, repent for whatever I've done, I am so truly sorry, but I must have something decent to eat. Here. Pray over the cross and I will bless you. yes, I'm praying, I'm praying, please lord, forgive me my sins. Perhaps a little wine father, some water, I'm so parched. I so sorry for your plight. It makes me weep. Please, if you can wait until dark, you and your family may dine with me and the rest of the clergymen. oh yes father, for a hot meal and the chance to break bread with your family. yes, we can wait. But father I am a hard worker, what can I do for the church? I will give you a job. Do you see the bejeweled cloth? I shine it every morning, but I am getting old and the work is getting too hard for my aging hands. I will pay you to come before every service and shine the jewels. It is beautiful and I have seen the sun rising in the east and how makes the room glow. I would feel blessed to have such and honor and to be paid. Then the job is yours. I only ask that you be completely honest with me always.