Monday, July 27, 2009

Bless me, Father

Last night while we were weeding the memorial garden at the soccer field George told me he wanted to go to the "confession stand".

I paused for a minute as that brought back some scary memories from my Catholic childhood. Then gave thanks that he wouldn't have to go through any of that. The "confession stand" is at the foot of the cross.

All he needed to know for now was that I didn't bring any money and it was closed anyhow.

1 comment:

BBWDMM said...

Isn't it wonderful to know that we have access to the Father directly through His Son?

1Ti 2:5 For [there is] one God, and one mediator between God and men, the man Christ Jesus;