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Casilda
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My dad was in the hospital three times just before he died. The first time he was restless and I called three parishes in hopes of finding a priest who could take his confession and annoint him, at the urging of my own priest ( I was several states away from home). No one was available. So my dad gave his confession to me. He was haunted by his wartime ‘crimes’ of killing men and he knew for this he was going to hell, even though he battled with satan.
I really have no spiritual director and now I feel that my dad’s burdens are haunting me.
There are not enough priests to shepherd the flocks, they go unconfessed, unannointed, unbaptized, unconfirmed, Lord, have mercy on us. I worry about other servicemen in the same situation, not given adequate spiritual direction after war, who lose their faith.
I really have no spiritual director and now I feel that my dad’s burdens are haunting me.
There are not enough priests to shepherd the flocks, they go unconfessed, unannointed, unbaptized, unconfirmed, Lord, have mercy on us. I worry about other servicemen in the same situation, not given adequate spiritual direction after war, who lose their faith.