Call me crazy, but I drove an hour into Grand Forks to give my Confession today. After examining my conscience last night I realized how much I wanted to make a Confession but that there wasn’t a single parish in Fargo/Moorhead or the nearby towns that were going to be hearing confessions this afternoon. The only parish I could find was one parish in Grand Forks, so I decided to drive up to Grand Forks for the Sacrament.
I have to say that I’ve never driven 140 miles round trip just to give a Confession. For that reason, it really made it actually one of the most worthwhile and grace-filled confessions ever. Will I ever do that again? Probably not. Next time I’ll be more aware of when Confessions are being heard locally. Nevertheless, I am really glad I did it.