The priest's words were indeed beautiful, weren't they? I'll never forget them. And as you might imagine, it was pretty nerve-racking going back into confession after so long. He made it so I walked out of there at ease.
Appreciate all your support and guidance, Michael. I'm STILL rusty, but people like the priest and you are helping me find my footing in the divine dance :-)
This really touched me. “I’m rusty at this” feels so real. That is often how a return begins: not confidently, but honestly.
And “Welcome home, my son” is just beautiful. What a mercy for someone to hear those words after so many years. Thank you for sharing this.
The priest's words were indeed beautiful, weren't they? I'll never forget them. And as you might imagine, it was pretty nerve-racking going back into confession after so long. He made it so I walked out of there at ease.
Appreciate all your support and guidance, Michael. I'm STILL rusty, but people like the priest and you are helping me find my footing in the divine dance :-)