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You are here: Home / Confession / My Lenten Confessional: Day 9

My Lenten Confessional: Day 9

March 14, 2014 by Caryn Leave a Comment

Dear God:

So that 5th commandment: honor thy father and mother.  I love my parents, but as I read this passage this morning, I realized this has to be to be the commandment I’ve broken more than any other in my life. From my days as a talk-backing, eye-rolling child I was to the–well–talk-backing, eye-rolling woman I am today, I have failed consistently to honor my parents.

Forgive me for the times I don’t love my parents as I should, for the times I fail to honor them. Forgive me for the times I’ve discounted what they had to say, for the times I haven’t called, for the many, many, many times I’ve talked out of turn. Forgive me for the times I’ve yelled in their faces, for the times I’ve shook my head at them as they walked away. Forgive my lack of respect, for my lack of forgiveness.

Forgive me for not asking this of them….Ack.

Amen.

Click here for the other confessions and click here for the reason I’m even doing this.

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