We were at church the other night for play rehearsal for my daughter. We got there a little early and no one was there yet. The church was locked. We decided to walk around and explore. I have shared here that we recently left our church of 20 years. After some hopping around, we decided to settle here until we find our new country home. We aren't very familiar with the building, so we decided to go check it out while we waited for everyone to arrive.
We walked around the back of the sanctuary and found a little play ground and the "other" side of the church that no one really ever uses. There was a matching set of entry doors on that side. The girl asked if she could open the doors. I said sure, but I'm sure they are locked. They weren't.
Immediately an alarm went off. Not only was the siren sounding, but this man's voice was shouting something about "emergency, burglary in progress" or something equally threatening. We walked back around to the front of the church and waited for whomever was going to show up to arrest us.
The security guard and a frantic elder were first. Then the children's activity director. The people with the appropriate keys to turn the mess off arrived and things started to quiet down. The police didn't arrive until after we were in the sanctuary. Very exciting indeed.
When we got home, the girl was recounting the events to her daddy. She said, "I pulled on the doors and they opened! Do you know what happened next?"
Daddy said, "Did you set the alarm off?"
"NO," she said, "We set the alarm ON?"
It's all in how you look at it, I guess.