Here’s a fascinating exercise: go to WebUrbanist and ponder these abandoned churches. Truly beautiful buildings that were once opened with hope, worship, and vitality. Places built to honor God (and perhaps demonstrate power and wealth of some kind) and therefore places where now unknown people felt awe, transparency, conviction, and the power of divinity.
Now empty, abandoned, torn up, torn down, ramshackle, little more than enclosures of dust and ruin.
Two hundred years from now, or four hundred–and I know it’s not the same for a thousand reasons–but imagine someone wandering through the ruins of the place where you worship, if you do. What, they will wonder, went on here? What happened? How and why did such beauty get lost?
And of course, people are churches, many abandoned and worn down, the images of these abandoned rooms images of many spirits and souls.