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SueKrum
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I guess this is slightly humorous, but I wanted to share.
I used to be so affraid of confession until about a year ago. now, I find myself (when I cimmit a serious sin) just dying to get to confession because of the grace I receive afterwards. so last week was the solmnenty of the immaculat conception of our Lady and if you go to confession with in a week of this mass and attend the mass, you were granted a (forgive the butchiering of the word here) plenerary indulgance. I struggle with this concept a little, but I decided that I didn’t want to miss out on it (just in case it was real) well, I needed confession anyway because I haven’t been able to go to coummunion for a couple of weeks. as the special pennance servace drew nearer, I couldn’t wate to get there! it was so wierd. I actually looked for the shortest line (for the first time in my life). it was the line for my fave priest too. so I went and when I came out, I RAN down the wheelchare ramp and flew into the pew to pray. a girlfriend commented later and said that it looked like my feet didn’t touch the ground between the confessional and the kneeler. I was just so excited, I wanted to jump up and down and turn cartwheels and I can’t wate to get to mass now to take communion!
anyone else ever feel this way? just wondering
I used to be so affraid of confession until about a year ago. now, I find myself (when I cimmit a serious sin) just dying to get to confession because of the grace I receive afterwards. so last week was the solmnenty of the immaculat conception of our Lady and if you go to confession with in a week of this mass and attend the mass, you were granted a (forgive the butchiering of the word here) plenerary indulgance. I struggle with this concept a little, but I decided that I didn’t want to miss out on it (just in case it was real) well, I needed confession anyway because I haven’t been able to go to coummunion for a couple of weeks. as the special pennance servace drew nearer, I couldn’t wate to get there! it was so wierd. I actually looked for the shortest line (for the first time in my life). it was the line for my fave priest too. so I went and when I came out, I RAN down the wheelchare ramp and flew into the pew to pray. a girlfriend commented later and said that it looked like my feet didn’t touch the ground between the confessional and the kneeler. I was just so excited, I wanted to jump up and down and turn cartwheels and I can’t wate to get to mass now to take communion!
anyone else ever feel this way? just wondering