Anniebach
With respect, spiritual needs can be met in the peace of one's own home, reading whatever book of prayer one refers to and maybe listening to suitable music.
Quiet contemplation.
There is no need to be in a grand edifice which, as another poster said, reflects the glory of God.
I thought the Christian church (and Welsh chapel) taught that God is within you and your actions should reflect those of which God approves.
Would your need for a building in which to sit in solitary contemplation, come before the needs of those who are truely homeless and hungry, in His eyes?
The glory, so I was told, lay in your unselfish deeds to others, not in huge buildings with embroidered, beribboned and bedecked priests preaching about caring for your fellow man, before going back to their dinner, cooked and presented by a housekeeper.
I wonder how many men of the cloth mow their own lawns, wash their own dishes, do their own laundry, or are some of those 'menial' jobs undertaken by a member of their parish not for pay, but praise and a hope that approval from on high will be forthcoming.
The nuns from my local nunnery (when growing up) were never charged bus fare when boarding. Were they better or mire deserving than us?
Neighbours saw their local priest at Christmas when he did his rounds and collected the envelopes (always stuffed with notes) sent a few weeks earlier. A nip of something was always offered no matter the circumstances of those whose thresholds he crossed.
The husband of a close friend, on more than occasion, said that he carried a torch for me, although he 'loved the bones' of his wife. He went on to say that she was never free from her religion, it stifled her in so many ways and he found it difficult to enter her world which was dictated to by the 'book' and her many, often daily, visits to church prayers.
These were good people, in their hearts and their deeds and I felt sorry that his words tarnished the view I held about their long marriage. None of their large family followed any religion although two were married in a church.
Life is always surprising us.
So many changing views, so many empty pews. 