I don't mean to sound judgmental, but I suspect that anyone who senses a ghostly presence in this place is merely a noisome soul who doesn't know what to make of silence. There's a deep and sacred hush here, and many people don't know how to interpret an absence of busyness and clamor. Far from the eeriness described by many lovers of the paranormal, I felt an intense peace in this place, almost a reverent calm that spoke of holy things. It was similar to the feeling I've experienced on old battlefields and in the cathedrals of Europe. Early in the 20th century, Rudolph Otto studied the phenomenon of "daemonic dread," and he called it the most primitive precursor of religious feeling. Now, it's true that some religious feeling can be downright creepy. The trances, the glossolalia, the ecstatic utterances of the mystic or Pentecostal. These religious states can be found on the outer fringes of Islam, Judaism, and Christianity. But I suspect the seeming creepiness at Service Church is merely the "daemonic dread" that descends on noisy souls who find themselves in a profoundly silent place. |
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