The Confession I Didn’t Make: An Embarrassing Case of Sacramental Mistaken Identity…

One Saturday, many years ago, a friend of mine was visiting from out of town. Looking for some prayerful encouragement—and probably a kick in the rear to get himself to confession—he confided painfully to me that he had fallen into a pattern of serious sexual sin, about which he was understandably distressed and embarrassed.

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