What has struck me so far in #Medjagorje (aside from the Italians…)has been the chance both to make my own confession and to hear confessions of others. Standing and waiting to make my own confession took 1h30mins. In that time I stood with hundreds of other pilgrims wanting to do the same thing. Watching so many going in and out (eventually- confessions take ages here!) I was struck by either their smiles or tears.
Many will ask, even mock, this Catholic, orthodox tradition of confessing to another. ‘Why must I confess my sins to another, to an equally sinful man?’ ‘God hears me anywhere, anyway and has forgiven me’. I have heard it all. But how often I have to say that Confession is not for Sins, but for the desire of Grace to live more completely the life of Christ. Confession, while requiring the honest expression of the type and frequency of serious sin committed, is about allowing the penitent understand the incredible infinite love of God who chooses our humanity. Confession is not for the #mybad or #epicfail. Confession reminds us of the #epicgood- that God has done for us.
As a priest for over 10 years, I admit that it baffles me why so few people see this. Maybe it is because we have become convinced that our world is so seriously, hopelessly bad, that we could never desire that good.
And yet, God gives himself to as #epicgrace, borne in our messy matter- bread, wine, humans, ourselves. #epichope indeed.
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