Confession.
It had been a longgggggggggggggg time since I had been to confession so four years ago, I went. I was embarrassed quite honestly because it had been so long. "Forgive me father for I have sinned. It has been ___ years since my last confession."
For a while, I questioned this practice of needing a priest to absolve me of my sins. Who is a priest when I have a daily, ongoing talk with God to whom I confess my sins.
But, for some reason, I was called to go to confession. There was another reason too. I had a certain sin I needed to confess. Well four years ago, I left the confessional without confessing it.
For years, this sin weighed on me and I felt ashamed that I hadn't confessed it. So, last year before Easter, I went to confession. I confessed my sin and how at my prior confession, I had not.
Well, the priest absolved me of my sin and as I prayed my penance, I felt a huge weight lift off my shoulders. I felt lighter. Free. My heart seemed to enlarge. To this day, I am so glad I went to confession and now, I understand the role of a priest more than before.
My very own Spring Awakening.
"Be kind to one another, tenderhearted, forgiving one another,
as God in Christ forgave you."
- Ephesians 4:32
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3 comments:
What a wonderful thing you did going to confession. I think it is a hard thing for all of us to do.
Blessings,
Nancy.
Having the weight lifted off your shoulders was probably such a relief. Good for you!!
p.s. I left you a lil award on my blog.
Doesn't it feel so good to let things go and have peace of mind?! Peace of mind is def. priceless.
And I want to say thank you for being such a sweet friend (even if it's through blogging). I appreciate the kind words you left on my last post so much. I also enjoy the emailing back and forth. You really are a sweet person.
Adrianna
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