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CheerfulTabby22
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(Just an amusing anecdote that happened, today)
So, I think I’m going to hafta start lifting weights. Add a little buffness to my arms or something.
As I was entering the local Saint Peter’s, after they’d had their mass (There’s usually no one in there at this time)-
I saw the usual beautiful sights. The gleaming floor, the painting of Jesus on the far wall- the lit candles to signify God’s presence…
And then- I saw the priest, seated there in a pew, closest the door. Caught the flash of his eyes as he looked up from prayer.
Well, I’m so unused to seeing someone seated in there, at that time-
I let out a little squeak, backed up, let go of the door, it fell back kinda heavily, AND ALMOST pinned me against the door frame-
This all happened super fast, and fairly quietly- and um, I tried to act super dignified and at least a little sane as I awkwardly untangled myself from the door.
Oh golly, you guys, I felt like such a dork! EEEEEK. (Which- um- I am, but I didn’t want that nice priest to see that)
I crept past as quietly and politely as possible, choosing a pew at the very back to pray in. I felt really bad for disturbing the poor Father.
SO EMBARRASSED.
My face was warm for the entire duration of my prayers.
(Maybe this is another sign to just go to mass, instead of trying to sneak into the Church when no one else is there!
)
Uh, on another note, are church doors usually so heavy ?
So, I think I’m going to hafta start lifting weights. Add a little buffness to my arms or something.
As I was entering the local Saint Peter’s, after they’d had their mass (There’s usually no one in there at this time)-
I saw the usual beautiful sights. The gleaming floor, the painting of Jesus on the far wall- the lit candles to signify God’s presence…
And then- I saw the priest, seated there in a pew, closest the door. Caught the flash of his eyes as he looked up from prayer.
Well, I’m so unused to seeing someone seated in there, at that time-
I let out a little squeak, backed up, let go of the door, it fell back kinda heavily, AND ALMOST pinned me against the door frame-
This all happened super fast, and fairly quietly- and um, I tried to act super dignified and at least a little sane as I awkwardly untangled myself from the door.
Oh golly, you guys, I felt like such a dork! EEEEEK. (Which- um- I am, but I didn’t want that nice priest to see that)
I crept past as quietly and politely as possible, choosing a pew at the very back to pray in. I felt really bad for disturbing the poor Father.
SO EMBARRASSED.
My face was warm for the entire duration of my prayers.
(Maybe this is another sign to just go to mass, instead of trying to sneak into the Church when no one else is there!
)Uh, on another note, are church doors usually so heavy ?
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It’s okay though! I’ll probably explain a little more, in a future post- I’ve had a couple of Sisters/Nuns who seem to- run their own church?- discourage me from going to the local Saint Peter’s and Saint Mary’s. (Along with almost everyone else, it seems)
- But I’m a lone wolf, at the same time.