Our church elder died and he was the one person everyone trusted to hold us together when things got heated and now we're trying to figure out how to make decisions about everything from the budget to the new pastor and every meeting turns into the same few people talking past each other. We've been a community for forty years and suddenly we feel like strangers arguing about things that aren't really what we're arguing about.
More people experience this than they realize.
The death of a unifying presence reveals how much a community has depended on one person to contain their differences.
“Where Are You with Belief and doubt as companions?”
If this sounds familiar, the Library can help you find the bigger picture.