There is no other way to describe it other than an oppressive heaviness. I sat there, hunched over in my pew, straining to listen to the Mass readings on Divine Mercy Sunday. It was as though the words were hitting my ears and bouncing off.
There is no other way to describe it other than an oppressive heaviness. I sat there, hunched over in my pew, straining to listen to the Mass readings on Divine Mercy Sunday. It was as though the words were hitting my ears and bouncing off.