Taking in the view during my confession run

I see this on my way to and fro for confession. Very cool. And, yes, hermits also go to confession! Of course we do. Keeps us pointed directly to heaven.

I saw a huge beaver not far from where this picture was taken. There is a great deal of water up in these parts: lakes, marshes, creeks, rivers… a beaver’s paradise. Couldn’t get a picture of him though. The road is too dangerous to stop.

Speaking of confession… What a great sacrament! My suggestion is that all priests go frequently. Ye laity too! Even if there is nothing grave weighing on your conscience, go and receive the grace. Hopefully, the Lord is drawing us closer to Himself as life goes on, and we can see, in that grace, perhaps just a bit more adequately how terrible sin is, and we can confess even past and already confessed sins, not that they are not forgiven, not that we can be more forgiven, but because the sanctifying grace provided latches on to the sorrow and raises this up in charity and union of friendship with Christ our God. This greater love of our Lord, greater than any love of our own sin, keeps us from sin. It is the Lord always who is drawing us to Himself.

Go to confession. You’ll be rejoicing in heaven in eternity because you did. Be:

• courteous
• complete
• concise
• contrite
• c…