Blessed is he whose fault is taken away, whose sin is covered.
Blessed the man to whom the LORD imputes not guilt, in whose spirit there is no guile.
R. Blessed are those whose sins are forgiven.
Concerning the confession of sins, a traditional practice which promises not to go away despite its unpopularity, a thought -- a notion or insight or inspiration -- came at me recently. Let me tax your patience and explore it.
Before we go to confession we should examine our conscience and discover a ready list of recent sins. They'll be known largely by their familiarity; we've confessed the same peccadillos many times before. The list is ready because we've also practiced a daily examination of conscience, usually at bedtime. During this preparatory examination we review the Ten Commandments to discover the categories of our sins. Finally, with an eager spirit and sorrowful heart we approach the Sacrament. That's the theory, anyway. Many of us learned it in Catholic school during the Second Grade, as we prepared for First Communion."We have sinned like our ancestors; we have done wrong and are guilty."
And then it launches into the long, sad story,
"Our ancestors in Egypt did not attend to your wonders. They did not remember your manifold mercy; they defied the Most High at the Red Sea..."
- waste and casual misuse of limited resources;
- its racism/classism as we copy the attitudes of our peers toward people of higher or lower estate;
- its demeaning sexism toward women and men, and especially children;
- its determination to eliminate racial, ethnic, and sexual differences in a melting pot of inclusive conformity;
- its pride and presumption as we use position or responsibilities to lord it over others;
- and so forth and so on.
Yet he saved them for his name’s saketo make his power known.He roared at the Red Sea and it dried up.He led them through the deep as through a desert.He rescued them from hostile hands,freed them from the power of the enemy. (verses 8-10)
I need not approach the Mercy Seat with particular shame about myself. I am no better than my people, and have no need for that pretense. But I do belong to this people God has chosen for his own, and I am grateful for the assurance I have learned from our history.
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Ordinarily, I write these reflections two or three weeks in advance of their publication. I do not intend to comment on current events.
I understand many people prefer gender-neutral references to "God." I don't disagree with them but find that language impersonal, unappealing and tasteless. When I refer to "God" I think of the One whom Jesus called "Abba" and "Father", and I would not attempt to improve on Jesus' language.
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