I was at St. Mary of the Mills the other day and I sat in the back of the chapel and left for the confessional right after Mass ended, and I was like seventeenth in line.
Anyway, some words of encouragement, if you're still waiting to go: I couldn't help noticing what people looked like when they went in vs. when they came out. When they went in, they were somber or nervous or both; when they came out, they all wore big smiles or looks of relief. Really. People are so afraid of it, but the only way you'd come out of the confessional feeling worse than you went in is if you on purpose deliberately lied to the priest about what sins you committed.
True.
Posted by: Serena | June 12, 2009 at 12:29 AM