I am not a terribly efficient confesser. This is a thing I know about myself, so I don’t usually line up 15 minutes before Mass when I know other people want to get in. I make an appointment or go at a daily Mass. (It’s my little sacrifice. Not all heroes wear capes.) The typical …
Forgive me while I take a break from my usually pondering of life and love and grief. Because I have some questions… If you believe so strongly in the vaccination that those without it are in danger of death why would you refuse the life-saving Sacrament of Confession to such a person? Don’t they need …
Last night I got to share my conversion story with the women’s group at my parish. It was the first time I have given my testimony in a public way. It was a blessing to be able to share my excitement and the honor I feel in being Catholic.
(I apologize for how fast I talk and for hand movements that when seen without the audio look something like interpretive dance.)
I didn’t grow up with the Sacraments. Yes, I was baptized and received Communion (as often as it was offered, which was about once a month. The focal point of a Protestant worship service is not the Eucharist.) but I don’t recall them ever being called Sacraments. They were symbols. I was also married in …
As a Protestant: I don’t have to confess my sins to a priest! I can go straight to Jesus. As a Catholic: I get to confess my sins to a priest and hear the words of absolution straight from Jesus!
A year ago there began a really intense longing in me for the Sacrament of Confession. Which is an odd thing for a, then, Protestant to so greatly desire. After all, I can confess my sins directly to Jesus (and of course we should). Such an antiquated idea that we need to confess our sins …
reconciling things 