Thoughts Before a Confession

Greg writes about the feeling of futility he gets before a Confession and being unafraid to accept God’s Grace in this Sacrament.

And there I was again. Waiting outside the confessional, in line once again for my monthly reconciliation. Many things go through my head. I join the queue, rejoicing mentally when the queue is short and I don’t have to wait. Then, I look at the name of the priest outside the confessional. Sometimes, I would groan inwardly.

“Oh my gosh, this priest is NOT a good confessor.”

“Oh no, Fr _____ knows me too well!! Argh…it’ll be SOOOOO awkward”

“I hope they don’t recognise my voice”

And occasionally, “YES! Just who I was praying for!”

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