THE CONFESSIONAL BOX

When our corrupted nature overpowers us, when we are sick of ourselves, weakened on all sides, discouraged by repeated lapses, wearied with sin and sorrow, we gently, sweetly lay the whole account at His feet. 

Reconciled and encouraged by His appointed representative, yet trembling and conscious of our imperfect dispositions, we draw near the sacred fountain. 

Scarcely the expanded heart receives its longing desire, then wrapped in his love, cowered with His righteousness, we are no longer the same. 

St. Elizabeth Seton (convert, wife with five children and founder of the order of the Daughters of Charity of St. Joseph to care for orphans, the sick and parochial schools) 

(02-11-03)