Saturday, March 21, 2015

What my Confessor Taught Me...

Bonus post!

I'm over at Ignitum Today, sharing what a good Confessor taught me about parenting a toddler-who-shall-not-be-named.

I went to Confession one recent Saturday morning, planning on receiving the sacrament before Mass. As I drove to the church, I was doing my examination of conscience, and growing increasingly nervous. When I arrived at the church, it was dark and empty – except for the priest praying his Liturgy of the Hours in a pew. Frantically, I checked the bulletin on my phone and, sure enough, Confession wasn’t scheduled for that morning...

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