"Sorry, but I can’t hear your confession."


Something happened today that chalks up as one of the saddest moments of my time as a priest. A very nice lady approached me and asked me if I’d hear her confession – if I wasn’t too busy. You must understand that I wear a black clerical suit and a Roman collar every day. I even had a purple stole in my pocket.

I very briefly explained, “I’m sorry, but I’m an Episcopal priest and I’m not allowed to hear your confession. I’m terribly sorry.” She looked confused and turned away bewildered. I felt terrible. It was a very awkward moment but I would have been dishonest if I had heard her confession.

Schism is a terrible thing.

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