Why do we enjoy hearing people confess stuff so much? Seriously. I kind of want to be a priest just so I can hear people fess up to whatever sin they’ve done. I enjoy it when people say, “You work at a church. I suppose I should confess to you.”
Maybe it’s fun to remember that other people screw up, too. Maybe your sin and my sins compared make us feel better about not being perfect. If you aren’t going to be good all the time, I can feel better about myself if I’m just a little bit better at being good than you are.
So keep screwing up. You’re making me feel better about my screw ups. I’m gonna go all 5th grader and just deflect any sense of conviction by pointing to what someone else is doing that caused me to screw up.
Okay. I’m kidding. At least I hope for the sake of my soul that I’m kidding. Hearing sins all day would break my heart. Knowing that people only confess part of what they do wrong would annoy me. And a blanket confession of everything wouldn’t cover it.
Sure I do not do what I want to do and instead I do what I don’t want to do… forgive us for what we’ve done and for what we have left undone…
That’s a lot of action and inaction. If I break down my confession to specific actions I haven’t done and then start listing the things I’ve done knowing I shouldn’t, we’ll be here all night.
Let’s confess, though, in the spirit of Ash Wednesday (happy Ash Wednesday eve! Go eat a pancake or 12!) We can be better and do better. Instead of rejoicing in others’ failures, let’s spur each other onto being the best versions of us we can be.
And don’t waste your time confessing to me. Take it to God or if you’re too afraid of God, maybe send a confession to post secret. Then I can just enjoy reading it without it feeling too personal. I like confessions so much better when i don’t have to see the consequences or the resulting mess.