Eternity Waits.

At Mass today a sign near the Sanctuary read:

CZAS UCIEKA

WIECZNOŚĆ CZEKA

(TIME FLIES

ETERNITY WAITS)

Perhaps unoriginal, but it still scared me. I hope that, after reading it, I made an adequate confession.

Why I have Stopped going to Confession

Sometimes this new age stuff is so cooool! All Priests think about is sin. Don't talk to me about sin!

Got the idea from Marco's excellent blog, and left it there as a comment. http://prime1-marco.blogspot.com/2011/01/psychology-of-confession.html?utm_source=feedburner&utm_medium=feed&utm_campaign=Feed%3A+ConfessionsOfAThirtySomethingCybertronian+%28Confessions+of+a+Thirty+Something+Cybertronian%29.



I go to a shrink,
Who tells me I think
Too much for my cerebral welfare.
But he's nicer, at least,
Than my Catholic Priest,
Who says I'm in danger of Hell-fire.