Yesterday was Thanksgiving in Canada.

So, I thought it would be my little way of saying thanks,
by going to church during my lunch break at work.

Well, not just to say thanks but also to vent out some anger issues.

Anyway,
So I went to this church,
just a couple of miles from work.

I parked my car,
went to the front door,

“Locked.”

So I went around,
Looking for another entrance.
I saw one door,
unlocked,
I went in.

After about 3 minutes of adjusting into my solemn, quiet mode,
there was this elderly lady, that passed right in front of me.
I am not sure if she saw me, but she went out the door,
and locked me inside.

I ran towards the door, knocking loudly,
as I hear her say,
“Hold on just a minute.”

She opened the door, looking pretty upset,
She asked, “How’d you get in?”

I said, “Through this door Ma’am.”

“The church is closed, and I am going to have to lock the doors.” She answered.

I replied, “I was just hoping to find a church to pray.”

“Well, this church is closed, just come back next time.”
She said hurriedly and closed the door behind her.

I walk towards my car, shaking my head in disbelief.

How crazy was that?
I got kicked out of my place of worship.

It was quite disheartening, because I was really in dire need of
deep contemplation and some spiritual attitude adjustment.

Church has always been a place for me to think things through.

Not today.
Not this time.

Remember when churches used to be open all day?
I do!
I know they used to.

It really is getting harder and harder to talk to the Big Boss upstairs.
In these troubled times,
along with some personal turmoil you have,
you can’t help but question your relationship with your God.

Sure, I know He loves me.
I just think I am not one of His favorites.

Am I still thankful?
Of course I am.

I am here writing this crap,
You are there reading this crap,
We’re alive aren’t we?
Let’s just hope we’ll make it through another day.

Happy Thanksgiving!