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Butaperson
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Ok, so I am a Catholic revert of 9 or 6 ish months. I have been to confession several times now, and each time I am sure I tried very hard to confess every sin. I wrote down a list and used an examination of conscious and all that.
However, I have recently become aware of something. Basically, it’s a little awkward to discuss, but I guess I presumed to know my future. I thought that I was literally fated to do this thing, and I was sure that it would happen. But some way or another, i never quite zeroed in on it as contrary to Catholic teachings.
In my first confession, I did confess having put faith in divination, things like horoscopes and and fortune cookies and things like that. But this particular event did not cross my mind at the time, I don’t think. I even went as far as to think perhaps God had destined me for it, and it was sure to happen.
Anyways, I realize now that this is wrong. And I don’t know how I ever could have thought it wasn’t wrong; indeed, I’m pretty sure it was one of those really awkward situations where you know that you are doing thing A, and you know that thing A is wrong, but you don’t quite put the puzzle pieces together to realize that you are indeed doing something wrong.
Am I in a state of mortal sin, do you think? I will go to confession next time I have the opportunity, but…I don’t know. The whole situation feels really stupid, and I indeed feel really stupid, but I just don’t know, y’know?
However, I have recently become aware of something. Basically, it’s a little awkward to discuss, but I guess I presumed to know my future. I thought that I was literally fated to do this thing, and I was sure that it would happen. But some way or another, i never quite zeroed in on it as contrary to Catholic teachings.
In my first confession, I did confess having put faith in divination, things like horoscopes and and fortune cookies and things like that. But this particular event did not cross my mind at the time, I don’t think. I even went as far as to think perhaps God had destined me for it, and it was sure to happen.
Anyways, I realize now that this is wrong. And I don’t know how I ever could have thought it wasn’t wrong; indeed, I’m pretty sure it was one of those really awkward situations where you know that you are doing thing A, and you know that thing A is wrong, but you don’t quite put the puzzle pieces together to realize that you are indeed doing something wrong.
Am I in a state of mortal sin, do you think? I will go to confession next time I have the opportunity, but…I don’t know. The whole situation feels really stupid, and I indeed feel really stupid, but I just don’t know, y’know?