By Nancy Kennedy, Guest columnist
Scattered throughout any community are tiny, struggling churches.
Sometimes they’re invisible. If you blink while driving past them you’ll miss them. Or they’re eyesores — run down, weather worn.
In my 20 years covering local religion for the newspaper, I’ve gotten to know the people at some of these little churches.
I’ve attended their services and could count the people in the pews with two hands and not need a third.