Many of us may not remember our first confession; I had the privilege of having a mentor who did. He told me that as an older man, his first confession took hours. At first it was awkward, then heartfelt, then contrite and sorrowful. What pain had he inflicted, how many evil thoughts and actions did he lay before the Lord that evening? Not hours, but days would not suffice to confess a lifetime of sin. He said that he found himself weeping bitterly by the end. He expected the priest to be angry with him. Instead, he looked up to find him smiling from ear to ear. … “The Lord has freed you from your sins, go in peace.”
What does it mean to forgive?
In today’s gospel, I hear a hard word from our Lord: that I ought to be glad even in the process of being wronged. Not only that, but I am told to give more than what was stolen, to loan without asking for return, to forgive even before an apology. How can I live up to such a standard?
I think this is why the Lord has given us confession. In that space, we are taught how to forgive by way of example. Just like my mentor’s priest, the Lord is overjoyed and even smiles when we ask for forgiveness. When we leave, we should hear a quiet exhortation: ‘go and do likewise.’
We are not promised that this will be easy. We are not even promised that others will be grateful or apologetic when we forgive. But now I am reminded of the faith of Amy Carmichael, missionary to India, who said, “When I consider the cross of Christ, how can anything I do be called a sacrifice?”