Although I’m not a Catholic, sometimes the idea of confession is a rather comforting idea. Having never been to a Catholic Church and knowing that fictional versions of priests are hardly the same as real ones, I still kind of like the thought of having someone waiting there, no judgement or condemnation, just to talk and give you words of wisdom. Just someone who understands your secrets and is there to help give encouragement without the shame or embarrassment of normal personal confessions. I don’t need to be told what is right, I just need encouragement to do it. I’d like to think priests offer that to their people. It’s a comforting thought.
“She was free in her wildness. She was a wanderess, a drop of free water. She belonged to no man and to no city” ~ Roman Payne
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