[On frequency of confession] This is what the church asks of its faithful followers – at least once a year to confess your sins. But only when you are conscious of having committed a mortal sin, a grave sin….have to. But why wouldn’t you want to?
God knows our every thought and deed and sees our sins through and through. And yet, God says nothing and patiently awaits our return. If He wishes to berate us or to punish us, He doesn’t have to wait at all! God waits for us instead because He knows that only after we acknowledge our sins and seek His forgiveness can we then be truly liberated from our sins and be free.
Remember the story of the duck?
REMEMBER THE DUCK
There was a little boy visiting his grandparents on their farm. He was
given a slingshot to play with, out in the woods. He practised in the
woods, but he could never hit the target. Getting discouraged, he headed
back to dinner.
As he was walking back, he saw Grandma’s pet duck. Just out of impulse, he
let the slingshot fly, hit the duck square in the head and killed it. He
was shocked and grieved. In a panic, he hid the dead duck in the woodpile,
only to see his sister watching. Sally had seen it all, but she said
After lunch that day Grandma said, “Sally, let’s wash the dishes.” But
Sally said, “Grandma, Johnny told me he wanted to help in the kitchen
today, didn’t you Johnny?” And then she whispered to him, “Remember, the
So Johnny did the dishes.
Later Grandpa asked if the children wanted to go fishing, and Grandma
said, “I’m sorry, but I need Sally to help me make supper.”
But Sally smiled and said, “Well, that’s all right because Johnny told me
he wanted to help.” And she whispered again, “Remember, the duck?” Sally
went fishing and Johnny stayed.
After several days of Johnny doing both his chores and Sally’s, he finally
couldn’t stand it any longer. He came to Grandma and confessed that he
killed the duck. She knelt down, gave him a hug, and said “Sweetheart, I
know. You see, I was standing at the window and I saw the whole thing. But
because I love you, I forgave you.
But, I was just wondering how long would you let Sally make a slave of