Airport chapel review

I visited an airport chapel for the first time earlier this week. Honestly, a pretty underrated experience. I was the only one there, and it was more or less quiet, which is more than can be said of anywhere else at the airport.

They had Jewish, Christian, and Muslim reading material.

They had a guestbook.

Someone wrote in the guestbook: Love that there’s a chapel, but why don’t you have a Bible? It’s true; they didn’t have a Bible, just little leaflets with scripture quotes.

I just kind of sat there and zenned out for ten minutes. I didn’t leave a donation, but maybe next time. I wonder what happens if nobody donates. Do they stop cleaning the chapel?

They had prayer mats for Muslims. On the wall, there was a little compass icon pointing towards Mecca. If you think about it, placing this icon on the wall doesn’t really make any sense—the line from you toward the icon points in a different direction depending on where you set up your prayer mat, and that’s even before you try to make sense of the arrow on the compass, which was actually pointing straight up, not towards Mecca at all (last I checked). If they had asked me, I would have put the compass on the floor—in the same plane as the prayer mat—so that you can line yourself up with it no matter where you are in the room. Maybe that’s what they would’ve spend my donation on.