A confession...

Bless me Father for I have sinned. It’s been approximately 30 years since my last confession.

I have endeavored to live a just life but I’ve not always been faithful to the laws of men or God.

I felt that God and I had a mutual understanding… a sort of “you do your thing, I’ll do mine.” Oh sure, I’ve had those instances where a quick prayer was almost an instinctual reaction but, for the most part, I’ve tried not to do any harm to anyone else

…and to perhaps attempt good when I could.

I have lusted after sins of the flesh. I have sought out material possessions and have not been as charitable as I could have been in my most productive and financially fruitful years.

I don’t know as if I did a stellar job honoring my mother and father.

I’ve pretty much thought of the Sabbath day as an extension of the weekend, a good day for cookouts and football.

Oh, and I’ve taken the name of God in vain a few hundred thousand times…

The other commandments are pretty safe from me though.