A sad apostate
John Matthew was sad. It had been a few days since he got the email from his old church. He sat staring at it now and while he had read it several times over the last few days, he still felt like he was walking through a fog. This was a fog that he had ran into with youthful eagerness, getting happier with each and every step to the fog. Not now. Not now that he was in the fog. He was alone, cold and wet, but the worst part was that he was lost. He skimmed the email again and read what he had been waiting for, what he had been working towards for years. "As per your express wishes, We, the representatives of New Houston Haven's Gate church have stricken your name from our member records and thus longer part of church".
The email did mention some other things that needed to be mentioned like tax stuff relating to the tithing that John had paid recently. It also mentioned that the church people did not mention what occurred to his parents, as part of John
wishes, there was also contact info about what he was could do if he changed his mind.
When he first got that email, he was so happy. He invited former roommates over who brought girl friends, other friends and , more importantly, brought all of cheap beer. He was free from the bonds of the church, a church that had helped to raise him and his younger sisters. A church that he stilled blamed for his brother's suicide.
The party was fun while it lasted, but now he was lost and by himself again. And he had to work tomorrow, his shift started in nine hours. He was lost. Again. Maybe this was what happened to his older brother, after all John was following his brother's path
A path that was hard to follow in the cold fog.