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HisIsTheCrown
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No, whomever you discuss your confession is not a sin.The thing is it doesnt matter what the credit card company does or does not do to get a card. The fact that I lied about my income is what is important here. I know it was a lie, the problem I was having was is it a venial or mortal sin. I did go to confession on Saturday and needless to say the priest did not sound happy about what I did, do I blame him, of course not. When I asked him what I should do he said it was up to me. So I am not going to return it, but one thing I know for sure is I WILL NOT DO IT AGAIN until I am back to work. I am going to pay off the $24.27 when the bill comes in. The priest told me he could not tell me what to do. I was so itimidated by what he said I was still upset even by the time I got home. I didnt even finish telling him the other things I wanted to say. All he said was a sin is a sin it doesnt matter if it was venial or mortal and that he was going to absolve me. I only went because I was not sure if it was a venial or mortal and I wanted to be able to receive the sacraments on Sunday. I know that if was a Mortal sin I would not have been able to receive the sacraments on Sunday.
I am looking at this learning experience with a positive spin. Maybe this was meant to happen since I had did something similar a month ago or so, but I did not apply for any card I already had the credit card, I just bought something I probably shouldnt have. I guess this is what you call the “Fear of God”. Because it has definetly put the “Fear of God” in me not to do this again.
Also just for curiosity, if you discuss your confession with someone is that a sin?
Judy
Now, I am hearing your version of the story, I am missing the priest’s version, which he may not tell me.
That was weird and surreal to say the least. When someone gets very much power he may get out of touch. And priests have very much power at confessions.
And they may get tires. Confession is a very much tiring job . Once, one, who should be exhausted, started to shout at me saying I was kidding with him for I did not know when I went to confession last. I thought he wanted an exact date and he wanted an approximate date. I got incensed and I told him that it would be better to end the confession there, before starting. He calmed down and all went well up to the end. So, sometimes, confessions may go in an uneasy way.
Now:
- “The thing is it doesnt matter what the credit card company does or does not do to get a card.” - Funny…Why?
- “I lied about my income” - again, you lied ? Let’s be extreme. What about if the Credit Card Company asked about your sexual orientation as the companies do when hiring people. Was the Company entitled to the info? In you told you were XXX though you were YYY, were you lying ?
- " I was so itimidated by what he said I was still upset even by the time I got home." - Jesus presence always gave PEACE not fear. Read the Gospels. Read the apparitions of OUR LADY. She came for peace not to install fear like a ghost.
- “When I asked him what I should do he said it was up to me.” Funny, no? I studied in a Catholic School and we spent hours solving problems like: “If a christian faces this problem, what should he do ?”. Hours. Now, a priest is not happy but does not know what to do. Judy, you forgot that if the priest is happy or not does not matter. It is Jesus who forgives through the priest. The important thing is whether Jesus is happy.
- The priest who was my moral teacher, always knew what to do. "The priest told me he could not tell me what to do. " - this is funny. Once, I remember in one of those memorable classes, we had to solve the problem of finding a baby in the snow and how to baptize him. Look, there is no snow here. I am fond of those classes !
- "“Fear of God”. - Yes, we should have for He is the Only One. But what about the Love of God, Judy ?
What about the Jesus who was scolded for dining with prostitutes, who forgave the Good Thief for real crimes, the adulterous woman, all the sinners He forgave with moving Love. What about those, Judy?