Monday, April 10, 2006

Sometimes I say the Jesus Prayer.

Recently, as I was saying it, I got an uncomfortably impersonal feeling whenever I got to "me, a sinner." I was not so much bristling at the notion of my recidivism, but at being anonymous, at the idea that my unique identity was utterly unimportant, especially next to my recidivism.

I kept saying with it and wrestling with this new and distasteful sensation. Then I went to confession.

I didn't think to bring it up in the confessional, but afterwards, I felt a lot better praying it. The proper perspective was restored to me.

Go figure.

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