The Sacrament of Confession
Fr. Patricio Battaglia, OP, 2/17/16
As we said before, we are going to talk about confession. A few common lessons to confess well, to better know and love this sacrament. I have precisely just used the word “love”; the first commandment is to love: «I am the Lord, and you will love…” to love confession is part of fulfilling the first commandment. Confession is a privileged place of union with God —that’s what holiness is—, the place of holiness, of union with God. The privileged place of divine possession: God owns his creature in this sacrament. It is like a nuptial place: the bride finds the groom; the bride is the soul. It is saying to God “I love you”, a prayer that we must say always. “You know I love you” —St. Peter’s prayer— “you know everything, you know I love you”; shorter even, three words: “I love you.”. We must use affective language with God. And the one that goes to confession, from their very posture, kneeling there, is showing that they are loving, that they love God: “I love you; it is painful for me to offend you, because I love you”. The physical posture speaks of love.
All sacraments have matter and form. Very clear in Baptism: the matter is water; the form —like the soul of the thing in Latin, forma— the form is the magnificent formula of Baptism: “I immerse you in the Trinity, the Father, the Son, the Holy Spirit”. This sacrament also has matter and form. What is the matter, which is the water in this Baptism? The love of repentance of the creature. Everything speaks of love in this sacrament. The love of repentance, a very high form of love; contrition is thus the matter. The short list of sins that we draw up is of little importance; the true matter is the love of repentance, a very high love of God. It hurts to offend one’s Friend. And the form is the formula of absolution, very like that of Baptism, astonishingly so. It doesn’t say “I baptize thee, I immerse thee”, but “I absolve thee”: absolvo, I untie, I break the ties, the chains of death and of the enemy. And then follows the majestic name of the Trinity: “in the name of the Father and of the Son and of the Holy Spirit.”
When I say the formula of absolution, as I am saying it, I see the power of these words: ego absolvo te ab omnibus peccatis.. in nomine patris… —What am I saying!? I tell myself— Et Filii et Spiritui… the dynamis of the Divine Love that enfolds that person. I say it slowly, because I cannot say it otherwise, so strong is the mystery of how the Creator enfolds his creature, how it takes over them. I confess, from a human, psychological standpoint: If one loves the penitents one has in front of oneself, how much must God love them! If one looks at them and cannot believe the love that springs in one’s heart —one being a humble minister, a non-entity, because Christ is the only Priest of the New Testament— how much more must God love them! And we are not very aware of this when we go to confession. It rather seems to us an examination, something unpleasant, shameful, to be put off. And yet it is about all these marvellous things! How much more must God love them! This is very like the Gospel: quanto magis… how much more, πόσῳ μᾶλλον Christ says several times —it is written in Greek— [] in Aramaic. «How much more your Heavenly Father…!».
Then, it is so, a place of the meeting of two: one, very, very small, like a grain of sand, the penitent; the other, enormous, God. Like a grain of sand in front of the constellations of the skies, and the comparison falls short because both belong to the material order.
We must love confession. And we end today with this message: to love is also to remember. This is very biblical. Memory is an eminent form of love. [Hebrew], to remember, [Hebrew] the imperative: remember… [Hebrew] “Remember the Sabbath…” the memoriale, the sacramental memory of the Old Testament. To remember the last confession and yearn for the next one. This is a key to this sacrament, and it is worth it. I’m addressing first and foremost the scrupulous hearts that go with a cloud overhead: “oh, I have sinned, I’m stained, I’m unworthy”. A tactic of the enemy to cast down, to discourage Christ’s apostles. No, no! Remember your last confession and say: «no, it wasn’t the friar who absolved me; YOU —and speak to Christ— you raised your hand, Christ Jesus, and absolved me, you forgave all my sins: thank you. And here I go again —all my steps lead to confession. Even if it happens several days afterwards— I am on my way to the next, I promise.” And a door slam to the despair that the enemy wants to suggest, to slide in. It is not “saintliness”, perfection in the vulgar modern sense of the term that is asked of us, but holiness in the ancient, biblical sense, which is: a great desire that promises. An epithimia, an over-desire, hyperepithimia, over-over-desire of the next confession. I belong to confession, and it springs within me every day when I give thanks for the last and desire the next; just like matrimony, a sacrament that is daily renewed. May He grant us that we keep these truths in our hearts, and make this Lent fruitful.