Inspired by: Long Ago, Far Away
Long ago, on the land that would become Beacon, John Fall sat in front of the chapel built on his family’s tobacco plantation. He sat with his brother, Daniel, and cousin, Charles.
“I thought this land was supposed to be different. Free from oppression and discrimination for an individual’s religious beliefs.” John said.
“It is different, cousin. But still have to respect English laws. All that matters is we’re practicing Catholicism, who cares if it’s on private property?”
John kicked a planter at the edge of the stairs.
“I don’t want to practice in private! I am proud of my faith and want to share it with the world.”
Daniel stepped to his brother’s side.
“Word is spreading, each week our little chapel grows fuller. We are doing the Lord’s work here. Don’t get discouraged now.”
Charles joined them and stood at the side of the brothers.
“Change is coming, I can feel it. We are meant for bigger things, and the Lord provides.”
They looked upon their chapel, and his spirits were lifted.
“You’re right. The persecution will end, and when it does, we’ll be prepared to spread His message to the new world. I’m sure of it.”