Sunday, May 24, 2009
Got another e-mail from my friend that's at Medjugorje. Apparently Mary appears as an apparition to one man over and over and over, and one can hang with him and he'll tell you what she says.
I buy it.
Guess she told the group the other night to go to confession, that it was so important.
That's where Mary and I might have to part ways.
I have always struggled with the concept that we need ANOTHER to forgive us, or to hear us, or to "take" our confession, or to absolve us, or, or, or. I get all fired up just thinking about it.
But then I went for a walk and thought about blogging, memoir writing, and BFFs. Aren't those just greater examples of "making our confessions?" And don't we feel better for having done it?
Mary's right again.
* Photo from flickr.com