Funny, I used to go to other parishes because I feared my pastor figuring out that it was me. I have not been to confession in years. I was away from the church for awhile. And, that is the one thing that I hated about the Catholic religion. I made up my own rules. FF to the sum of two invalid marriages, and now I can not go to confession. What is really ironic is that I want to go to confession, so I may receive Holy Communion.
I ask for spiritual Communion every Sunday. I am in the process of working on an annulment. Acutally, my husband’s annulment is more complicated. He kept dragging his heels about getting the information. He is not Catholic. He is not religious. He is a non-practicing Orhtodox. He comes from a family that was not religious. He believes that people can pray from home and church is unnecessary. He believes that most wars were over religions. So, religion must not be a good thing. It is man made.
My mother is a devout Catholic. I never really felt it. I did what I felt obligated to do and sent my kids to parochial school. I went to church when they were of shcool age. But, I still did not have any strong Catholic beliefs. Until…This past year doing Eucahristic adoration every week. I don’t know why I never really felt this way before. As a young child, I felt religious. But, that faded when I became a teenager, and I hated that I had to go every Sunday. I just wanted to stay in bed. Now, I enjoy going to church every Sunday and going to adoration weekly.
I look forward to the day that I can go to confession, again. How ironic is that?
Seriously, go to another parish for confession, if it is not available at your parish now. I look forward to the day that I am able to receive the sacraments again.