po18guy
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There have been occasions when I left the confessional barely feelng my feet touch the floor.One thing about the Catholics–we freely admit we are sinners, we freely admit we will never be perfect and are more than likely to sin again, and we know the person in the pew next to us is a sinner too. We don’t have to pretend (but some of us still do). And we have Confession–a powerful sacrament when it comes to healing one’s soul.
Not to derail, but some years back, I was at a Catholic Charismatic event that offered reconciliation during the lunch break. It shocked me that I found myself almost arguing with the Priest! It hit me that I was disagreeing not so much with him, as I was with the Lord! I came to my senses. When he pronounced absolution, I began violently shaking in the chair. To keep me from falling, the Priest took hold of me, while looking skyward and saying “O Holy Spirit!” I wept. As I walked back to the meeting, tears were streaming down my cheeks. I shall remember that absolution for the rest of my life.
