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Don’t you ever give up the Eucharist. IF you missed Church for awhile all you have to do is hit confession one time and you are back. God is very forgiving.Yes, makes sense. It also seems to me that forgiveness in its fullest and most complete and most perfect sense is the kind of forgiveness that *does *something. Removing the punishment is something I can do, but only if he sincerely makes a change. Restoring my relationship with my son is still possible, but only if he allows me to forgive him so fully. It’s as if there are five Rs in Forgiveness: If he Repents, I must Remove the Repercussions and even Restore the Relationship.
Reminds me of the Prodigal Son. He repented of his wrongs and returned home to confess his sin to his father, and his father (rather than make the prodigal suffer as his brother wanted) tearfully embraced him and put him in charge of the family business and treated him as if he never left at all! But the father’s other son did not share such love for the repenting one:
28 “The older brother became angry and refused to go in [to see the son who returned home]. So his father went out and pleaded with him. 29 But he answered his father, ‘Look! All these years I’ve been slaving for you and never disobeyed your orders. Yet you never gave me even a young goat so I could celebrate with my friends. 30 But when this son of yours who has squandered your property with prostitutes comes home, you kill the fattened calf for him!’
31 “‘My son,’ the father said, ‘you are always with me, and everything I have is yours. 32 But we had to celebrate and be glad, because this brother of yours was dead and is alive again; he was lost and is found.’”
(Luke 15)
Funny how this same story plays out again and again–not just in families, but also in the family of God. I find it fascinating that I get so many stares of disapproval from the old men who go to mid-week Mass when they see me there. I was a child last time I attended Mass, and I’ve forgotten much of the ritual and prayers. I don’t think myself worthy of receiving the Eucharist, so I don’t. They frown when they see me and look away when I try to shake their hands as I say (at the appropriate time), “Peace be with you.” It’s not peace (or forgiveness) they feel for me (that’s evident). What they express is something more like that of the son who refused to forgive even when his father pleaded with him to do so.
What they don’t seem to understand (and perhaps are too old to learn) is that my having been gone so long has made me better, not worse. Not better in that I’m more obedient than they, but better at understanding what it is like to need to be forgiven. (For I know God the Father has forgiven me, but long for them to forgive me, too.) What’s more, knowing my own need helps me see the need of others, like my son. He needs that tearful embrace, whether he knows it or not. I hope he will soon come to his senses and escape the trap that keeps him from receiving the full benefit of love and forgiveness I long to give him, and desire for him as much as for myself.
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As for the Men at Church I don’t quite understand, If they are rejecting you they are wrong. Are you sure its not just that you think they are.
If they are you just keep up what you are doing and let Gods grace move in. Trust me in a year from now they are going to love you like a Son.