I dislike confession… to the MAX!
It was this past lent that I was waiting in line wondering too why I needed to go to confession… I didn’t want to… I was contemplating my sins, being contrite. I walked into the confessional and they had removed the screen so it was a face to face confession.

I was this close --] to walking out, but the priest held my hand and shoulder to calm me down… To top it off it was our regular priest… I never go to confession with my “home” priest… Dang it! I hate confession… The worst part; I was confessing a mortal sin… not some little venial sin… aw geeze… talk about a humbling experience.
So there I was before a man confessing my sinful acts. The humiliation of it all… I never want to commit mortal sin again…
If I felt this way before a MAN, who sins just like me… HOW could I ever face my Lord. It is easy to ask our Lord for forgivness in the privacy of our mind, but it doesn’t hurt enough to make us stop . Guess what? I even confessed that I hated to confess. There I said it. " I hate confession." I’m gonna behave from now on…