Last week in RCIA, I got a bunch of questions about Reconciliation/Confession.   Pretty basic stuff.  It threw me off, because I was there to talk about prayer.  And they’d covered Reconciliation the week before. 

After about 10 minutes, I realized that the questions weren’t really the questions.   I know, call me slow.  So I started listening to the person.  Not just her questions. 

She was afraid.   Of what would happen in Reconciliation.  Of what the priest would think of her, of what he would say. 

She knew all the technical stuff.  How to prepare for it.  What to when she got there, what to say.  But she didn’t know what was waiting for her in the confessional.  And she was scared. 

To be continued. 

Readings for Palm Sunday