Barbara Nicolosi has meme'd me. Oy. My list won't be very long, not because I don't have plenty to confess, but because...I need to read about the Gunpowder Plot. Again.
I confess....that I read too many gossip blogs. One, of course, would be too many, but there you go.
I confess....that I am puzzled by adults who devote a lot of time and energy to thinking about Harry Potter books and movies. (But not puzzled by an adult who reads a gossip blog??? Hmm...)
I confess....that my biggest daily battle is with my house.
I confess...to holding back on this blog because I just don't feel like dealing with the comments.
I confess...that I fret about my weight way too much for a person who professes to be a Christian and not of this world.
I confess...that I have been known to be relieved to go to Mass on Saturday night.
I confess...that I have serious struggles with envy.
I confess...that I am hardly ever really satisfied with things as they are....
I confess...that I have terrible powers of retention, and can only really retain things that I've taught or written about, and even that's shaky.
I confess..that I'm not yet fully confident in the face of the reality of death.
Not as good as some I've seen. But I'll confess something else..the temptation is to "confess" something that actually makes you look good/countercultural/charmingly eccentric...I confess I'm trying to resist that temptation.
Oh, and I have to meme someone else. Okay, The Anchoress, if she hasn't already been tagged. And Mark.
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