We all watched.
Waiting….
Hoping…
Anticipating…
And then we saw him emerge from the deep darkness. My eyes widened with surprise. I could hear the sound of his name echo thunderously all around. I went down on my knees and so did every other person watching.
He was closer to us now but the brightness he radiated still contrasted strongly with the very deep darkness. I joined the others in saying his name. Continue reading
“Padre, I have sinned.”
The aging Priest, in his younger days, would have been very eager to hear the repenting sinner spill forth his sins and he would have administered the blessing of forgiveness on him/her. Decades of listening to hundreds of men and women coming to confess their sins to God through him had however taught him a few things.
One, man will never freely confess his sins to a fellow man – pr Continue reading
the dark notes 