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Antonius_Lupus
Guest
Dear brothers and sisters,
I have found myself in somewhat of a spiritual “rut.” I hope to get some answers for what has been bothering me.
All my life as a practicing Catholic (which has been little over a year now), I have relied on the Sacrament of Reconciliation to give me the sense of certainty (or near certainty) that I have been forgiven of my sins.
Recently however I have begun to doubt not so much the power of the sacrament but rather my ability to make a good confession. I have been struggling with the fear and the feeling of uncertainty that I have failed to bring the necessary matter to the sacrament and thus made my confession invalid.
This is part and parcel, I believe, with my tendency toward scrupulosity…a tendency that has been borne out since I embraced my Catholic faith after being raised Baptist.
An example of these problems is something that happened to me yesterday. I woke up late in the day with the knowledge that I needed to go to confession as I knew that I had committed grave sin. I first went to my college to look for the books I needed for the semester. After I had accomplished this, I decided to stop and sit down in the activities center and write up my examination of conscience. I know that this examination was extremely thorough, and felt that I had done a good job with it. This was a response, I believe, to my scrupulousness that I had not been making good enough confessions.
After this I began to journey to the priest whom I usually make my daily confessions. As I did this, I made an act of contrition in which I told the Lord that I was sorry for what I had done. I mentioned my sorrow came from my thoughts that came to me from time to time that I would be eternally penalized if I didn’t confess these sins.
I went to confession and made one the best confessions, I think, that I have made in a long time. I mean this in the sense that I feel that I held nothing back and gave a good, deep confession. Afterwards, I received absolution and some good counsel.
Shortly after my confession, I noted that I didn’t feel forgiven…at least in the sense that I felt feelings of uncertainty. This manifested as a fear that I had not been truly sorry for what I had done. I was worried that I was so focused on making a good confession that somehow I hadn’t been sorrowful enough to worthily receive the sacrament, and thus, was not forgiven.
As I discussed this with the Lord, I felt very bad because of these feelings of uncertainty. I was also worrisome because I had received Holy Communion after my confession.
As I discussed this with Him, I realized that the main reason I went to confession was because I knew it was what I needed to do. I was in grave sin, and I needed the sacrament because that was not the life I wanted to be living. I knew that I needed to be reconciled with God else I would suffer some really bad consequences.
However I also noticed that I no real memory of whether I felt truly sorry as the Catechism says: “sorrow of the soul and detestation for the sin committed, together with the resolution not to sin again.”
I know that I was not intending to commit these sins again, although after all the failed resolutions of the past about this issue, I don’t know how strong that resolution was.
As for the detestation of the sin I committed, well all I can say is that I didn’t like the way committing the sin made me feel afterwards.
As for the sorrow of the soul, I honestly can’t remember any real sorrow. I do remember begging God to give me the sense to weep over what I had done, but then I remember that I committed the same sin shortly after making those prayers.
I am worried that in my last confession I have not been “sorry enough” to receive the sacrament. All I know is that I felt that confession was the right thing for me to do and so I did it because I knew I needed to.
I was hoping my brothers and sisters here could help me to learn from this experience and get some help in trying to figure out what occurred in this last confession and what I can expect from later confessions.
I know that I have lost much of the joy about Holy Communion as I am always afraid of taking it unworthily. I feel my scrupulosity has become a plague in my spiritual life.
I would have gone to my spiritual mentor with this, but my beloved deacon just got back from an anniversary trip with his wife…I don’t want to bother him, I have bothered him enough with my scrupulousness.
I have found myself in somewhat of a spiritual “rut.” I hope to get some answers for what has been bothering me.
All my life as a practicing Catholic (which has been little over a year now), I have relied on the Sacrament of Reconciliation to give me the sense of certainty (or near certainty) that I have been forgiven of my sins.
Recently however I have begun to doubt not so much the power of the sacrament but rather my ability to make a good confession. I have been struggling with the fear and the feeling of uncertainty that I have failed to bring the necessary matter to the sacrament and thus made my confession invalid.
This is part and parcel, I believe, with my tendency toward scrupulosity…a tendency that has been borne out since I embraced my Catholic faith after being raised Baptist.
An example of these problems is something that happened to me yesterday. I woke up late in the day with the knowledge that I needed to go to confession as I knew that I had committed grave sin. I first went to my college to look for the books I needed for the semester. After I had accomplished this, I decided to stop and sit down in the activities center and write up my examination of conscience. I know that this examination was extremely thorough, and felt that I had done a good job with it. This was a response, I believe, to my scrupulousness that I had not been making good enough confessions.
After this I began to journey to the priest whom I usually make my daily confessions. As I did this, I made an act of contrition in which I told the Lord that I was sorry for what I had done. I mentioned my sorrow came from my thoughts that came to me from time to time that I would be eternally penalized if I didn’t confess these sins.
I went to confession and made one the best confessions, I think, that I have made in a long time. I mean this in the sense that I feel that I held nothing back and gave a good, deep confession. Afterwards, I received absolution and some good counsel.
Shortly after my confession, I noted that I didn’t feel forgiven…at least in the sense that I felt feelings of uncertainty. This manifested as a fear that I had not been truly sorry for what I had done. I was worried that I was so focused on making a good confession that somehow I hadn’t been sorrowful enough to worthily receive the sacrament, and thus, was not forgiven.
As I discussed this with the Lord, I felt very bad because of these feelings of uncertainty. I was also worrisome because I had received Holy Communion after my confession.
As I discussed this with Him, I realized that the main reason I went to confession was because I knew it was what I needed to do. I was in grave sin, and I needed the sacrament because that was not the life I wanted to be living. I knew that I needed to be reconciled with God else I would suffer some really bad consequences.
However I also noticed that I no real memory of whether I felt truly sorry as the Catechism says: “sorrow of the soul and detestation for the sin committed, together with the resolution not to sin again.”
I know that I was not intending to commit these sins again, although after all the failed resolutions of the past about this issue, I don’t know how strong that resolution was.
As for the detestation of the sin I committed, well all I can say is that I didn’t like the way committing the sin made me feel afterwards.
As for the sorrow of the soul, I honestly can’t remember any real sorrow. I do remember begging God to give me the sense to weep over what I had done, but then I remember that I committed the same sin shortly after making those prayers.
I am worried that in my last confession I have not been “sorry enough” to receive the sacrament. All I know is that I felt that confession was the right thing for me to do and so I did it because I knew I needed to.
I was hoping my brothers and sisters here could help me to learn from this experience and get some help in trying to figure out what occurred in this last confession and what I can expect from later confessions.
I know that I have lost much of the joy about Holy Communion as I am always afraid of taking it unworthily. I feel my scrupulosity has become a plague in my spiritual life.
I would have gone to my spiritual mentor with this, but my beloved deacon just got back from an anniversary trip with his wife…I don’t want to bother him, I have bothered him enough with my scrupulousness.