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JCPhoenix
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When I was a child I went to confession face to face…although I was very shy it was more comfortable for me.
Then I didn’t go for a long time…and when I finally returned to confession after more than 10 years, it was face to face and I couldn’t stop crying. The thought of it makes me cry now. The good priest was so alarmed (he didn’t really show “alarm” per se…it’s hard to explain) and in public I" m not a very demonstrative person so I don’t want to cause a reaction in anyone.
Now I go behind the screen. I haven’t yet been able to go to confession without crying since I’ve been back to the church. And for this reason I stay behind the grille. Maybe it sounds dumb but I know these wondeful priests and I have diffuculty facing them when I reveal what a horrible human being I am.
I said I know that sounds dumb, and I know it’s irrational. I have all the intellectual arguments down pat and I’ve helped others in their similar struggles…but I can’t seem to overcome this particular one for myself.
I look forward to the day when I can confess face to face again.
It is a beautiful sacrament.
Then I didn’t go for a long time…and when I finally returned to confession after more than 10 years, it was face to face and I couldn’t stop crying. The thought of it makes me cry now. The good priest was so alarmed (he didn’t really show “alarm” per se…it’s hard to explain) and in public I" m not a very demonstrative person so I don’t want to cause a reaction in anyone.
Now I go behind the screen. I haven’t yet been able to go to confession without crying since I’ve been back to the church. And for this reason I stay behind the grille. Maybe it sounds dumb but I know these wondeful priests and I have diffuculty facing them when I reveal what a horrible human being I am.
I said I know that sounds dumb, and I know it’s irrational. I have all the intellectual arguments down pat and I’ve helped others in their similar struggles…but I can’t seem to overcome this particular one for myself.
I look forward to the day when I can confess face to face again.
It is a beautiful sacrament.