I woke up this morning excited to go to confession - I love living away from home this summer in part because I live fairly close to the Cathedral of Christ the King in Hamilton, Ontario.
Skipping the boring details, when I got to the Cathedral, I saw the usual confessor outside, in lay clothes, about to get on his bicycle. It turns out that I had just missed the alloted time by a minute or two. <…>
So I came home on the bus feeling completely dejected…not to mention worrying about the loss of eternity - you know, little things like that (and yes, I feel that I really did need to go to confession). <…>I realise that it’s not practical to expect priests to sit in a confessional for hours on end in the hopes that someone shows up…but 30 minutes per week at a Cathedral??
I would have thought that the priest would have gotten off his bike, put his stole back on and heard your confession. Especially since you were only a minute or two late and were delayed by public transport and were in a state about your mortal soul.
We also have restricted Confession times. We have 30 minutes after the 9:30am Mass on Saturday morning and another 30 minutes 12-12:30 Saturday. The bulletin says the priest will hear confessions 5 minutes before Mass

eek: 5 minutes???) but in reality, they find someway to put you off because they are getting ready to say Mass. :doh2: And of course, by appointment, which does remove any anonymity.
I tried to go last week to the Saturday 10 am confession, but after Mass, the priest just left, without hearing any confessions. The 12-12:30 slot is very difficult to make with other commitments conflicting. I have a real hard time with Confession so I try to go at least once a month - regular Confession whether I ‘need’ it or not. This non-availability is really getting me down. One Sunday evening, I insisted that I make my confession, although the priest made me wait until after Mass. This was in our new church, 7 months after opening. The Confessional wasn’t even operational. It was being used as a store room and the both of us had to stand among the boxes and crates, brooms, dustpans and vacuum cleaners. Mine may have been the first confession heard in the new church.
Other parishioners have opined to me that they can’t make either of those times because they are working, so they have to make an appointment, or go before Mass. They find this very off-putting. It makes it seem like Confession is not the norm, like you are the only one sinning. That evening time slot someone else mentioned would work wonders for people being able to make it.
IMO, this lack of emphasis on Confession has contributed to the lack of reverence for the Eucharist. Yes, it is hard, humbling, but it is so necessary and we are so blessed to have this Sacrament at all. I think this downturn in reception of this Sacrament is all part of the “Don’t you dare tell me I’m sinning, don’t you dare impose your morals on me, you judgemental person you” attitude prevalent in the West these days.
Maybe we need more homilies on 'The Last Things".