When I was little and had to go to confession every week, I really did not have many sins to tell on myself. So if I had none that I could think of, I made up a list of sins so I would have something to confess.
My sisters admitted to doing the same thing and we even compared our list of made up sins finding they were the same. So we decided to confess to sometimes making up sins so we would have something to say to the priest on Friday night. When I confessed this sin of making up sins, the priest laughed and said just tell me the truth and I’ll help you find a sin to confess.
My sisters admitted to doing the same thing and we even compared our list of made up sins finding they were the same. So we decided to confess to sometimes making up sins so we would have something to say to the priest on Friday night. When I confessed this sin of making up sins, the priest laughed and said just tell me the truth and I’ll help you find a sin to confess.
Every former Catholic I've ever talked to admits to doing the same thing.
The problem is, we have no idea of how much sin we really confess each and every day.
In the Beatitudes, Jesus reveals to us that it's all about the heart. So those people who think they go to confession and they're good, have no doubt missed plenty of sin in their lives and are walking around with unconfessed and (therefore they believe) unforgiven sin, which could very well damn them to hell.