What are you talking about?
Saying an RCC or LDS person has the ability to lie is not the same as saying they would lie.
Naturally I expect the Holy Spirit to reside within both parties and true confessions to be made.
Tony I have personally seen those from the LDS faith break down in tears when we begin to speak about a Catholic confession. These were tears of fear not joy. Then as we spoke to them about our Sacramental Confession the fear subsided and joy began to take hold… Those that have taken the time to come and learn what Catholics truly beleive by Catholics. Last year we had a 60 year old man Baptised because he could not wait to be free. He loved the idea of Confession and this is what lead him home.
I have two stories I could share with you about what I experianced first hand here in Logan Utah. . One about a young women with tattoos, another about an LDS women who enjoyed a glass of wine from time to time with her LDS husband. Something my wife and I have shared since our marriage.
Tony, In regards to Confession to God, Along with my experiance of God.
When I was about 25 years old and driving I had to pull over and gather myself. My mind wandered back to when I was eight years old looking out of my bedroom window late at night with my elder brother and sister waiting for our mother to return. She left angry at us all leaving us alone. I was remembering how I once drove by that home in my late teens and I looked at that same window and I swear I saw myself looking out of it still waiting for our mother to return. She never did come back home, she took her life on that night back then and we never got to say goodbye. She had what she believed to be the weight of the world crashing down. She had no religion on her life, yet the Holy Bible was just inches away. She died in a Motel room.
When I pulled the car over I began to cry as if it had all hit me for the first time. I remember grabbing my left hand off the steering wheel placing it on my chest while saying “its going to be ok Richy, I am here for you” I even gave my self a few pats on my shoulder. It might sound weird or crazy to you but for me it was an elder child comforting the younger child still in me. I do not believe this has happened since, but it did happen.
I know that God is so far above us but this memory does help me to have a strong sense of the Holy Trinity in my own life. I believe this memory helped me to grasp this great mystery of faith. I do see God as three in One. How is it that this revelation that I had has also been embraced by so many before me? So many during my own life? Those that walk through our Catholic doors to inquire. A Billion Christians and more?
All I know is that our God is a God that is Love. A love that enters into our joys and sorrows, even into our sin, into the trenches and brings us out because of His love for us.
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In the Godhead there is love and this love is not solitude, it is shared. Within God this sharing has always been no beginning and no end. It is the Love of the Father for the Son, it is the love of the Son for the Father, its rays like the rays of the largest Sun light up all of the Cosmos, heaven and earth and this brilliance is the Most Holy Spirit. God, Father, Son and the Holy Spirit.
Our lives were given to us because of this love. Why would God want to contain this within Himself? No it goes out into all eternity and we get to be a part of it. It is freely given to His Creation, no strings attached, nothing to pay back, nothing to prove or to be gained. It is what it is and it is ours to behold. The sins of the world show each of us that it cannot be possessed. Through Jesus we come to understand that it cannot be earned or merited, or somehow paid back. All we can do now or at the end of our lives here on earth is simply receive it. This is where life begins, this is where true peace reigns, this is our Church, this is our Mass, and this is the presence of Christ. Why has our Church been able to grasp this message of Hope and keep the light shining for all sinners searching?
Confession and Eucharist.