Monday, May 14, 2012

Reconciliation


I found myself at the Shrine last week with some time to waste.  I knew they offered the Sacrament of Reconciliation in the afternoons, because I've tried to go before but the line was too long.

I wasn't dressed nicely, and felt apprehensive about going in to the Shrine in jeans and flip-flops, but I felt a distinctive pull.  As I walked in there was some sort of graduation related ceremony in the crypt church and I felt a knot of anxiety - what if I saw someone I knew from my previous job when I worked at the University next door ?

I walked quickly through, headed to the Reconciliation area, sat down, prepared my mind and my spirit with prayer, and then knocked lightly on the open door with the green light above it.

I walked in and was greeted with a warm, friendly face.  I sat down, said my confession, and then we talked.  He had a slight Southern accent and gave me some great advice as well as a directive for my penance.  It was amazing to me how we talked for just a few minutes and he was able to sum me up pretty accurately, hold me accountable for the things I need to do better, and also give me encouragement.

After the absolution and forgiveness, as I was preparing to leave, I couldn't resist asking him where his accent was from.  He said he was originally from Kentucky.  A fellow Southerner, I thought.

It was a beautiful, wonderful, encouraging experience for me.  It may seem weird to some that I would write about something so private and personal, but I just feel compelled to share the experience.

1 comment:

Rachel et Natalie said...

I am so glad for you. We all need some extra help sometimes. It is hard to be a spouse and a mom at the same time.

 
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