It has officially been done. First time I’ve been to Confession. Went quite smoothly, and had to do it face-to-face with the Priest (the option wasn’t offered to me to do it anonymously).
Confessed my sins (I brought an entire list), the Priest gave me some words of advice and likened me to the Prodigal Son (the painting was right beside me), and I said a few prayers and he said a few prayers and then absolved me from my sins. Considering that I have known him for an extremely long time, he said he was overjoyed that I had come back to the faith. He also said he would talk to me later about a Catholic Youth club that I could join.
The journey from home to the Church, whilst not a “hike”, is still of some noteworthy distance. I took my Miraculous Medal along with me, as I do not live in the safest parts of the city, especially at this time of the night (although because it’s still summer, it’s still quite bright). Indeed, two boys on bikes shouted “Oiii” at me and I thought they were going to interrogate me, as such yobs often do here; another hooligan exclaimed “bruv” and I thought he was going to pull out a knife; met some friends I have not seen in a long time who slightly mocked the fact that I had attended church, and lastly, met some girls who thought the shorts I wore were funny. Did remind me of one of Jesus’ remarks: “
Father, forgive them, for they do not know what they are doing”.
Nevertheless, I’m back home safely and I’m quite glad that I’m currently in a “state of grace”. Hopefully I can keep the promises that I’ve made to God, and I hope this can be the start of something new
Thank you very much all posters to this thread and CAF in general, and I hope God rains His blessings upon yourselves, your family, and your friends,
Thank you,
Eugen von Böhm-Bawerk