The gospel broke.
But something still glows beneath the fracture.

In The Glow Beneath the Gospel, the Whitmans step into a new kind of sanctuary—one made not of scripture, but silence, memory, and reconstituted ritual. Emily Whitman, former synth-priest now exiled, wanders the archive ruins to collect salvaged prayers—half-coded, half-sung—and uncovers a pattern of warmth left behind in liturgical gaps.

Around her, communities gather for breathwork sermons, sculpting gospel from grief and shared stillness. Theology becomes relational. Divinity becomes mutuality. And belief no longer demands certainty, only presence.

This isn't about losing faith.
It's about letting it reshape—through glow, not law.