Okay Allheart, your confession prompted me to confess one of my worst sins, really, I might never be able to redeem myself.
I'm lutheran, lutherans go through confirmation when they turn 14, after two years of bible class etc. Anyway, it was my confirmation, I was 14, relatives flew in from Germany for the big event, my parents had a party at the house afterwards, at least 50 people came, including the Pastor. Anyway, my Dad had put a few bottles of wine downstairs so that guests wouldn't have to come upstairs for a refill. My cousins and I were downstairs, saw the wine and indulged in a bit of drinking. I was three sheets to the wind when our Pastor came downstairs to congratulate me on being confirmed. Apparently I gave him a big hug and a huge kiss, smack on the lips. He smiled, patted me on the head, went upstairs and told my Dad that he might want to take the wine away from the kids. Let's just say that going to church was a bit uncomfortable after that.
Yikes, all the things I've forgotten about. This is a great thread.
Ok, if we are talking drunk stories. I have gotten drunk only once in my life. We were away in the Poconos for New Years Eve with another couple we are friends with. After the party I drove the other couple back to their room dropping then off right at the door of their room. The problem was that the roadway didn't go to the door of their room (oops). At least that's what they told me I did. The next morning I didn't even remember leaving the party.
Okay Allheart, your confession prompted me to confess one of my worst sins, really, I might never be able to redeem myself.
I'm lutheran, lutherans go through confirmation when they turn 14, after two years of bible class etc. Anyway, it was my confirmation, I was 14, relatives flew in from Germany for the big event, my parents had a party at the house afterwards, at least 50 people came, including the Pastor. Anyway, my Dad had put a few bottles of wine downstairs so that guests wouldn't have to come upstairs for a refill. My cousins and I were downstairs, saw the wine and indulged in a bit of drinking. I was three sheets to the wind when our Pastor came downstairs to congratulate me on being confirmed. Apparently I gave him a big hug and a huge kiss, smack on the lips. He smiled, patted me on the head, went upstairs and told my Dad that he might want to take the wine away from the kids. Let's just say that going to church was a bit uncomfortable after that.
Yikes, all the things I've forgotten about. This is a great thread.
LMAO!! THAT is awesome!! Seriously... the best story. EVER.
I was 12 years old at the time. I was in a motorhome with my grandfather, grandmother, younger sister, and younger cousin. We were on our way back from Niagra Falls. Crossing the border, some guys (cops, mounties, or something) stopped us and were asking questions. They look into the back where us kids were sitting. The one guy said... "Kids, are you related to these people?"
And almost in unison, all three of us kids look at each other and say... "NOooooooo, we don't know them. They kidnapped us!!!!!" My grandfather looks back at us really slow and just glares. Then I chimed in with... "And they have a bunch of marijuana back here."
Lol... for years my grandparents actually laughed at that story.
Mafia, tee hee, reminds me of the time my Dad was pulled over for speeding, I was around 7 years old. Anyway, the police officer came up to the driver side window and asked my Dad if he knew why he was being pulled over, my Dad said he didn't have a clue. I piped up from the back seat "Sure you do Daddy, you were speeding." The cop laughed so hard he decided to let my Dad off with a warning. Afterward my Dad asked why I ratted him out, I said "You always say not to lie." He didn't have a come back for that one.
Keep them coming, this is triggering lots of memories.
I've been hiding in my books. OMG, this semester is rough. If Ben knew what I made on the last exam he'd ban me until after graduation. 27 out of 32 nursing students are hanging on by a thread right now, and I am one of them. :mad:
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What one should do if he cannot remember when was his last confession?
Does one need to worry when he cannot tell exactly when and how many times he has sinned?
If one keeps on falling to the same sin again which he has confessed already many times, is he still have the chance of forgiveness?
:rolleyes: Emphasis is often placed on obtaining a confession, or at least an admission, from a suspect in a criminal inquiry. Under what conditions is a confession of greatest value? Of no value?
I was brought up Catholic. With the confession box. I was forced to go to confession growing up as a kid and felt bad going in there even though the only thing that I confessed was sometimes I did not listen to my parents. What else did I need to confess. Now that I am older it seems to me that...