Confession is a Gift
The following is an excerpt from a reflection written by
Fr. Jozo Zovko in February of 2009.
We are called to confession, to give up our sin forever.
Once I visited one of the largest Buddhist temples. There are
twelve thousand Buddha statues in it. At the temple entrance
there is a dragon. Its paw is so bright that the question poses
itself: “Why?” A teacher of Buddhism explained to me that
Buddhists leave their sins under the paws of the dragon for
it to keep them while they are in the temple. And when they
leave the temple their sins again follow them like a shadow.
That dragon is some kind of a cloakroom for sins. But only
for a short while the dragon keeps the sins lest they disturb
one while he is in the temple.
I wonder whether
you are aware of
how exalted is
our faith and our
God! How our God
gives us grace and
responds to our
needs, how He redeems our sins. No man can take sins
upon himself. Nobody can destroy them, to burn them like
paper. Neither a psychologist nor a psychiatrist can say to
you: “Have no fear! You have confessed your sin and it is
no more in your conscience, in your life.” A thing like that
surpasses human power. Only God forgives sins. In Jesus
and through Jesus, He forgives our sins. Jesus left this gift
and this grace to the Church through His priests. Our sin
has not been deposited in some darkness, in a space of
oblivion. No! Our sin has been forgiven in a sacramental
Confession. In the Confession it disappeared in the ocean
of God’s mercy and love. Have no fear. After Confession
your sin will no longer weigh down upon you. Therefore
the man whose sins have been forgiven knows to whom he
should go and to thank for the immense and divine peace
in his heart, conscience and soul. Confession is medicine.
Confession is a gift that only God gives to His children. This
grace, this sacramental grace opens my heart and changes
it, and I wish only one thing: never more to offend my God
and spurn His love!
4/19/18
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