In our town, next to the church, there is a door to a sinner's chapel (11th to 17th century). It is locked and abandoned.
Hundreds of years ago, it was a place to pray for forgiveness, to seek freedom from darkness, to seek healing light. The sinner's chapel was a place of contemplation where one could seek communion with oneself and God.
The door remains locked, entering is impossible, nevertheless light finds it way and pours through the keyhole, can you see it?
Nothing can stop the power of love.