Today is a special day-
November 21 is False Confession Day.
Photo A.M. Moscoso
When I was a kid I would go to Confession and lie through my pearly white teeth and I have no idea why I did it.
I guess I wanted to see what would happen-like would God show up and chase me around the Church and hurl lightning bolts at me? Would the Devil be waiting outside and would he be laughing or looking at me like he just caught me egging his castle?
Then it occurred to me I wouldn’t find out until after I died so the magic was gone and I didn’t do any repeat performances.
All of these years later I wonder if the Priest was amused.
I hope so.
I was probably risking a trip to Hell for that stunt and would like to think it was worth it.
The Tired Priest
Konstantin Savitskiy
Well everybody- Happy False Confession Day- now lets go eat some cupcakes!
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If that was our priest growing up. He would have chased and caught you. A couple of slaps would have followed. 😉
Ha! Ive heard that.
Guess I was just a lucky little Devil