Robert Hegwood
14-12-2005, 08:23 PM
The making of a proper confession is something I've long been unsure about. I really can't say I know how to do it.
First there are the proper forms and responses. They don't stick in my memory and don't remember the right things to do or say in the proper order.
Second, I really don't know what to confess. In many respects I am pretty much a home body. Don't go out a lot, not given to partying or riotessness, don't get drunk, rarely say a bad word, don't do porn...etc...in other words I live a life most would consider boring. I go to work come home, get something to eat, get on the computer/watch tv, and that is pretty much the sum total of my social life.
I'm not saying I don't have sins, I have a lot, its just they are sort of concentrated (so far as I am aware) in just two or three areas. Most of them would fit under "indifference, or sloth".
So once I confess about "rules" like not keeping the fast well, or missing a service or being late without good reason, and then confess I've been slothful and indifferent in XYZ areas...all of which takes less that a minute or two...I'm stuck. It seems to my heart there ought to be more...but my head is drawing a blank. And even what I do know to confess seems so surface and so banal.
Maybe I'm hiding stuff from even myself, or not counting stuff as sin that perhaps I should count. I don't know, but for me making confession is so disorienting...just a big open horizon where I don't know how to point myself.
I've wondered if perhaps it would help to just talk about my life to my confessor and then from that work out a confession list...but that would take hours my priest probably just doesn't have. Sometimes I wish I had access at least once to a clairvoyent spiriutal father at a time when I was prepared to receive and act upon his holy counsel....and just do an attic to basement Spirit directed housecleaning....but no one is knocking on my door yet or sending me postcards inviting me to this or that monastery. Which of course is as it should be, such spiritual fathers have more promising souls to counsel than mine.
But all the same I want something more out of confession than I'm getting. Maybe I'm not putting enough into it...but I'm clueless about what that might be beyond the standard stuff of regular prayer and church attendace which I don't do well enough or often enough because of the sins of sloth and indifference...the church thing is improving (not late as often, making more midweek service)since my last confession...but not the prayerlife thing which right now much more limited and haphazard than it ought to be. Its a habit I once had that got disturbed several years ago by a certain set of circumstances, and once that situation was gonebI've never been able to recover consistently or for very long...and don't understand why. I know I need to, and a big part of me wants to...but somehow it never seems to happen, and when it does its in timid spurts and fits that finally fizzles.
That sort of thing has been the general kind of thing I confess to for years now...but I know I'm guilty or at least should consider myself guilty of much more besides...but that's the only thing that seriously bumps my conscience. And that makes for a short and seemingly incomplete confession.
Maybe some wise soul or experienced priest will have some insights, for I have none.
First there are the proper forms and responses. They don't stick in my memory and don't remember the right things to do or say in the proper order.
Second, I really don't know what to confess. In many respects I am pretty much a home body. Don't go out a lot, not given to partying or riotessness, don't get drunk, rarely say a bad word, don't do porn...etc...in other words I live a life most would consider boring. I go to work come home, get something to eat, get on the computer/watch tv, and that is pretty much the sum total of my social life.
I'm not saying I don't have sins, I have a lot, its just they are sort of concentrated (so far as I am aware) in just two or three areas. Most of them would fit under "indifference, or sloth".
So once I confess about "rules" like not keeping the fast well, or missing a service or being late without good reason, and then confess I've been slothful and indifferent in XYZ areas...all of which takes less that a minute or two...I'm stuck. It seems to my heart there ought to be more...but my head is drawing a blank. And even what I do know to confess seems so surface and so banal.
Maybe I'm hiding stuff from even myself, or not counting stuff as sin that perhaps I should count. I don't know, but for me making confession is so disorienting...just a big open horizon where I don't know how to point myself.
I've wondered if perhaps it would help to just talk about my life to my confessor and then from that work out a confession list...but that would take hours my priest probably just doesn't have. Sometimes I wish I had access at least once to a clairvoyent spiriutal father at a time when I was prepared to receive and act upon his holy counsel....and just do an attic to basement Spirit directed housecleaning....but no one is knocking on my door yet or sending me postcards inviting me to this or that monastery. Which of course is as it should be, such spiritual fathers have more promising souls to counsel than mine.
But all the same I want something more out of confession than I'm getting. Maybe I'm not putting enough into it...but I'm clueless about what that might be beyond the standard stuff of regular prayer and church attendace which I don't do well enough or often enough because of the sins of sloth and indifference...the church thing is improving (not late as often, making more midweek service)since my last confession...but not the prayerlife thing which right now much more limited and haphazard than it ought to be. Its a habit I once had that got disturbed several years ago by a certain set of circumstances, and once that situation was gonebI've never been able to recover consistently or for very long...and don't understand why. I know I need to, and a big part of me wants to...but somehow it never seems to happen, and when it does its in timid spurts and fits that finally fizzles.
That sort of thing has been the general kind of thing I confess to for years now...but I know I'm guilty or at least should consider myself guilty of much more besides...but that's the only thing that seriously bumps my conscience. And that makes for a short and seemingly incomplete confession.
Maybe some wise soul or experienced priest will have some insights, for I have none.