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what are churches used for now
the old bones of god sit on street corners with their doors unlocked— not for prayer, but for the lost electricity of people trying to feel something again. they rent the pews by the hour now: yoga mats where knees once bent, AA circles where confessions spill easier than psalms, daycare toys rattling in the echoes of stained glass. sometimes a wedding, two kids promising eternity under a roof that’s seen too many broken versions of forever. other times it’s silence— a holy kind— where only dust believes in resurrection. the steeple still watches, but it doesn’t judge anymore. it just waits, the old drunk sentinel, for someone to stumble in with a wound too human for the streets and too honest for the bars. what are churches used for now? whatever keeps the roof on, whatever keeps the lights dim, whatever lets a few souls sit still long enough to remember they’ve got one.
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