Prayer: Confession

Father, I’ve chosen tomorrow as the day I’m going to find Glen and make my confession. I’m so ashamed – it was five years ago when I cheated him out of that club membership by spreading a false story about him. It was so low, such a chicken thing to do. I should have made this right a long time ago, but I was embarrassed and afraid.

I still am, but your Holy Spirit just keeps nagging me that all isn’t right and vulnerable between us. I know I have to open up to him, tell him how sorry I am, and that I’ll do whatever it takes to make it right. He may laugh in my face; he might tell me to go straight to hell. I don’t know. I’ve rehearsed this little speech in the shower and during my daily subway ride a hundred times, and it flushes my face and floods my armpits every single time . . . but I’m doing it tomorrow. I have to.

Lord, I need your presence and your forgiveness and your divine gift of strength and power. Thank you for making me want to do this. I don’t want to chicken out. I want to grow up into Christ and be at peace with all men, and it starts tomorrow with Glen.