Ok, two Sundays ago I went to Mass with my wife. I went to open the door to our Church and it wouldn't open. I pushed on it hard but it seemed locked. A few moments later I gently pushed on it and it opened.
Ok, that was kind of wierd, but no biggie.
Then last Sunday I went by myself to the Chapel. Again I pushed on the door, expecting some stickiness. It wouldn't open. I tried gently pushing, it wouldn't open. Then I put all my weight on the door and pushed hard, it wouldn't open.
Ok, so I thought it might be locked this time. Was Mass cancelled for some reason?
I stood outside for a bit waiting to see if anyone else was coming to Church. Finally an old couple and a younger guy came up and I watched them go to the door. They went right in the door.
So I went inside and asked the younger guy if he unlocked the door, but he said "No, it was open."
I am 250 lbs and reasonably strong. Why couldn't I open the door? Is someone trying to tell me something? My wife doesn't like the Parish and wanted to go to another one before I told her about the door. She tends to "know" things without knowing how or why she knows them...I believe it is called "clairsentience."
Spooky, huh?
I also don't feel His presence in this Church like I did in my other two ones in the States. Normally I can literally feel His peace coming from the consecrated hosts in the Tabernacle.
Ok, that was kind of wierd, but no biggie.
Then last Sunday I went by myself to the Chapel. Again I pushed on the door, expecting some stickiness. It wouldn't open. I tried gently pushing, it wouldn't open. Then I put all my weight on the door and pushed hard, it wouldn't open.
Ok, so I thought it might be locked this time. Was Mass cancelled for some reason?
I stood outside for a bit waiting to see if anyone else was coming to Church. Finally an old couple and a younger guy came up and I watched them go to the door. They went right in the door.
I am 250 lbs and reasonably strong. Why couldn't I open the door? Is someone trying to tell me something? My wife doesn't like the Parish and wanted to go to another one before I told her about the door. She tends to "know" things without knowing how or why she knows them...I believe it is called "clairsentience."
Spooky, huh?
I also don't feel His presence in this Church like I did in my other two ones in the States. Normally I can literally feel His peace coming from the consecrated hosts in the Tabernacle.

