If you don’t mind, I’d like to take a bit of a break from #40DayChallenge to share a special announcement.
Today over at “Reconciled to You” Allison Gingras is hosting the monthly BLOG HOP.
If you have ever dreaded heading into the sacrament, you might join the hop and meet some kindred souls.
At Extraordinary Moms Network, I recall my first experience with confession in which I argue with the priest.
At her blog “Single Mom Smiling,” Strahlen says:
I may never be as pure as Saint Faustina, as sacrificing as Saint Catherine of Alexandria, as selfless as Saint Maximilian Kolbe, as strong as Saint Joseph, or as unstained as Mary, but that’s not who I am called to be. I am called to be me … but closer to God than I thought I could be.
Meanwhile, at “Reconciled to You,” Allison posted this lighthearted moment at “Confession of a Confession Chicken.” She writes:
I blessed myself and jumped right in. “Forgive me Father for I have sinned. It has been about 6 months since my last confession and here are my sins.” Only a few into my list when the priest interjected, “excuse me are you the woman who has come to start the new youth group.” Um, crap. I was. Now what?
I felt like I had 2 options –YES options. One, I could lie. Then start back my confession with, “I lied one time just now to you,” or I could go the more sensible route, own up to the fact I have a very recognizable voice (I refuse to believe those screens don’t actually hide my identity), and get on with it.
That one made me chuckle … and was pretty consoling. No matter how bad my “laundry list,” I have yet to have a priest call me out by name!
Do you have a favorite confession story? Share it here!