Yesterday, I was a little bit late to church and I noticed that the doors were closed. I am rarely late so I didn’t really expect that I could be asked to leave! As it turns out, the church was fully packed and a lady at the door asked me to come back later to attend a mass later that afternoon.
I have never been asked to leave God’s house before. Well actually, I was denied access to enter upon a piece of land where the church was built once – but that was in China so the situation is a bit different. Anyway, this time, the feeling of being asked to leave God’s home made me feel rejected. If God was there, I could imagine him say – “let my children come near. Do not ask them to leave”.
Of course it was my fault for being late to church but I would not have got in if it wasn’t for a lady in front of me who was very adamant that she could go through the doors. She just barged right past the lady at the front and ignored her pleas to leave as the mass had started. Since she was allowed in, I asked why I couldn’t go in either. So then the lady said I could go in too.
Never have I felt like it was such a privilege to join the rest of the congregation in the mass and the songs. It is so nice to be part of God’s family and I should feel grateful that I have such opportunity.
Praise God! ~~