“Forgive me father, for I have sinned.”
“God bless you, my child. Our God is a merciful God. Confess
and it shall be well with you for the holly book says ‘for we confess our sins, he is faithful and just and will forgive
us our sins and purify us from all unrighteousness.”
“Aaah, aah, aah, … aaaah, aah, aah, ah,” he started to cry
bitterly.
“My child, you cannot keep crying like this. Our good Lord
have heard your pain and believe me, he has forgiven your sins already.”
He cried some more. His wails were low but long. I could
tell how hurt and regretful his soul was. In my mind I wondered what this poor child
had done. Decently clad young man, well shaved and gentle in his steps,
as I watched him enter the confession booth. His unusual ways amazed me. I must
confess, among the people who come into this little booth, his ways were
totally unusual.
