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What a wonderful story. I also love the feeling of peace from confession. That nun was definitely right!Because when we go to confession, it is the most wonderful feeling in the world… literally you can FEEL the graces of the sacrament!!!
When I was a child, I was very much like those who hate confession… I avoided it at all costs. As I got older, I came to understand the graces and the blessings of this very misunderstood sacrament. But I have to say… I never experienced such miraculous healing as when I went to a Lenten Pennetential service and reconcilliation afterwards at the time I was going through a divorce. I don’t know how it happened, but a friend of mine called out of the blue and wanted to meet for dinner… well it happened to be the night after a court date about my divorce. I was worn out emotionally but I agreed to go. As I was sitting at dinner with my friend and my kids I mentioned the pennetential service as one more thing I was angry about…
My friend told me to go and she would watch my kids while I went. So I went. As I mentioned before… I was angry… actually, I don’t think angry is the word… enraged, that is a better word. About my ex walking out on me… about finding out that he put me in the position of adulterer by being married when we married… by him getting to be the Disney dad… leaving me with all the responsibility but none of the fun… anyway you get the picture.
I went… as I sat through the service… I have to say, I just got angrier and angrier… and I refused to cry about it! Then the priest said something that really stuck with me… he said that when we harbor bad feelings we push God out… and we are isolating ourselves from God’s love and making things worse.
Afterwards, I got in line for confession… a nun came up to me and asked how I was doing… I looked at her and said, not well. She asked… I just said I was so angry… she gave me a knowing smile and said… Your in the right place… I got angry at people in line for confession… I just knew I was going to explode from all the anger… then it was my turn… It started in the usual way… Bless me Father for I have sinned… and then I just looked at this priest and said… I am so… and before I even got the word out… peace came over me… I had been angry for over a year!!! So…by the time I left that evening, I wasn’t just feeling peace… I was happy for the first time in over a year!!! So I walked out to my car… waiting in the parking lot was the nun… I smiled and teared up and told her how happy I was and how it was all better… she looked at me and laughed… She said she knew I would feel better after confession… then I went to get my kids.
If that isn’t a miraculous healing, I don’t know what is! I can’t even describe the love and peace and happiness I felt that day… I now go pretty regularly and it feels sooo good!
Last time I went, I actually had my priest laughing and admitting he erred… it was too funny!!! but as usual… I walked on air as I left.