Okay, so there is a bit of a promise attached to this Holy Door thing… Which you may or may not know about.
You know the whole ‘time in purgatory’ thing? Well, if you don’t – it works like this. We all mess up, and virtually no people make it straight into heaven. Because nothing impure can enter heaven, and we generally aren’t that pure when we die… We go to a place called purgatory. If heaven was a big shiny light (it isn’t) then you can’t look at the big shiny light straight away; you have to acclimatise a bit first and that really hurts the eyes. But in this case, it wouldn’t be your eyes, but your soul.
So, you slap your friend. You say sorry. But there is still a big red mark on their face. Even if you say sorry. Even if you were sorry. Even if they forgive you. The bad stuff is done. The evidence is on their face. It’s also still in your soul. You might have asked for forgiveness; you may have been forgiven, but you’ve marked your soul.
So going through these Holy Doors with the right disposition (having been to Confession) and the right intention (wanting that mark removed) means that those marks are removed.
Isn’t that awesome?
I’m totally going to get around to that soon.
Yep. I haven’t done it yet. Isn’t that crazy? I’m talking about going through the Doors of Mercy and I haven’t done it myself yet. I did it last time… (in the year 2000) but I haven’t done it this time. It’s one of those ‘the winning lottery ticket is by the front door of your house’ things. I know it’s there, it’ll probably be there for a while; so I’m going to take my time.
Honestly… I don’t know why that is. I don’t know why I’m not suddenly filled with fiery enthusiasm about it. Maybe when it’s closer to the deadline… I guess that’s me!