Entry 5: Reverend Chiles: Friday July 15
It’s been extremely busy today. I spent most of it trying to get all the floors clean before Sunday services. I’ve swept and mopped so much yesterday and today that I’m surprised my arms don’t fall off. I’m wondering how long it’s been since they had someone here to take care of the place.
I got to meet some of the other church elders. They are all quiet and reserved, not as outgoing as Larter. The pastor, a Rev. Chiles, is a little more talkative than the rest. He sprinkles “praise His name” frequently in conversations. He seems like a nice guy, but I can definitely hear the fire and brimstone in his voice. He has what my mother would call a “preacher’s voice”, both strong and with authority.
I mentioned to Larter and the Pastor about hearing kids running around upstairs yesterday. They gave me slightly curious looks.
“Well, we do have our doors open all day long to whomever wants to come in, praise His name,” replied Rev. Chiles. “But the children usually stay outside on the playground.”
Larter cast him a barely noticeable glance. “I don’t recall hearing or seeing any yesterday,” he added, “but it is possible. The Sunday School classes are up there. Who knows what youngsters will get into?”
I shrugged. “If I run across any kids up there in the future, should I get them to play outside then?”
The pastor nodded his head. “Yes. Children don’t need to be upstairs…except on Sundays, of course.”
Later, I looked for the playground that Pastor Chiles mentioned. I didn’t notice one on the church grounds the other day when I was taking a look around. I didn’t find it today either. Nothing. Not even one swing or sliding board. I walked around the entire church twice and didn’t see anything. Maybe the preacher was talking about a playground down the street at a park or something…
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“Resurrection Diaries” By Paul D Aronson.
Original text copyright 2007.
10th Anniversary Edition 2017. All Rights Reserved.