Today I learned the word “chunnering.”During Adoration this morning I heard some coming into church talking .
I started chunnering within myself .
Then I saw who it was . A lady with her husband who has dementia pretty badly .
God bless them , and forgive me .
There is the story about an old man that John Vianney often found in the Church just staring at the tabernacle. The priest asked him what he was doing and the man explained, “I look at him and he looks at me.”I go so much but I just feel like I’m doing it wrong. I believe it is Christ of course but when I sit there I just feel nothing and it depresses me .