Bells

Jeremy paused from his writings and looked up above his knees. His big brown eyes glanced over the top of the Big Chief tablet as he asked, "What about the bells?"

"What bells?"

"The Christmas bells Steve, the ones in the back. Haven't you found them?"

Jeremy assumes that Steven knows about the set of weathered hand bells stored in the deep recesses of Mountain View’s back rooms. Stephen, for his part, seems surprised that he doesn’t… he’s looked through the rooms and hadn’t come across the bells. But would it have mattered if he had? Stephen wouldn’t have seen the set of bells as a solution to the Church’s problems. He may have simply pushed them back onto their shelf without further thought. His thoughts were focused on other things; on fixing the cracks that seemed to be growing in the congregation. The bells would have been a distraction. He had more important things to consider.

But Jeremy’s saw the bells entirely differently:

"Don't you see Steve? This may be the solution to your problem. You can't do this by yourself; you need the choir members to come forward. You need people to work together for this. No one person can make decent music with this instrument; it takes a group of people working together. Every person must play a part.”