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Brian's avatar

My first confession was in about 1974. I stopped going for about 15 years when my sins started to get a bit "juicy". I'm 57 now. I still feel the need to confess some of my teenage sins, when the memories come to me. I just recently confessed stealing 8 cases of Heineken from a delivery truck, with 2 of my friends, when I was a kid. The priest was great. I said something like "Father, my friends and I did so many dumb, sinful, things and I just remembered this one I never confessed". He said "that happens to me all the time, lay it on me". He also talked about this confession as an encounter with Jesus. He was very talkative, and the penitents were stacking up outside the confessional.

I've had nothing but good experiences in confession, and try as I might, I only got my wife to go once as an adult. She brings her mother monthly and I try to encourage her gently about once a year.....we can't crack her!

I tell my friends and family that if they are frightened, and haven't been to the sacrament in a long time, to go to confession in NYC, to St Francis of Assisi church on 33rd st......right across from Penn Station. They've heard it all a thousand times. Good luck trying to shock those priests! I would put it in second place behind places like Fatima and Lourdes for the amount of confessions heard.

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T. Smith's avatar

I feel like a lot of the emphasis on obedience might’ve been better served by a focus on humility. Penitential attitude flows from humility more than a more detached sense of obedience, not that they aren’t connected.

And, from the clerical perspective, greater humility might’ve saved us from the liturgical abuses and irreverent masses post-1969.

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