The Rosettenville kid confesses (4/5)

By Drum Digital
23 April 2015

His guilt and greed had brought him here, but was he ready for a new beginning?

If Bossman suspected that Mother knew anything at all he’d set his henchmen loose on her. And now I can’t even sneak a visit to her, Father. The streets are full of eyes, full of spies whispering to Bossman, hoping for that little something,” I told the priest.

The words faded in my throat. Everything elseI did after Orlando to scratch out a daily life on the streets of Rosettenville was small stuff.

The Father’s voice startled me. He’d leant closer to the screen. “Is your confession complete?”

“Yes, Father. I’m sorry for my sins.”

“Did you at all times act willingly and knowingly?”

“I couldn’t help it. I couldn’t resist temptation.”

“The choice is always ours. But Our Saviour can lead us through our sins to eternal salvation.”

“But why me, Father? Why did I sin so much and now I don’t know what to do?”

“The Lord always has a plan for each one of us and one day you will know what it is.

“To seek forgiveness, it is always good to pray to Our Saviour. In your case, prayer is not sufficient. For true penance, you will have to work in the service of the church as an altar boy for one month.”

“Yes, Father.”

“You must now pray an Act of Contrition.” The Father paused, then prompted me.

“My God, I am sorry for my sins with all my heart . . . and lead me through to the end . . . to do penance . . . to sin no more . . . Amen.” The Father made the sign of the cross. “Your sins are truly forgiven. Go in peace.”

I left the confessional with a heart lighter than when I’d arrived. Not bad for a homeless kid on the streets – from a drug pusher to a clean washed Christian, all in six months.

To be continued...

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