Confession is Good for the Soul. One of my mentors used to say that and it’s true. Lent is just around the corner and Christians around the world will embark on a season of soul-searching, contrition and penance. But confession is good in season or out. So before the season begins in earnest let me get my ‘confession on’:
- I have three wonderful children. They can also be obnoxious. My wife can take credit for their wonderfulness, but I’m to blame for their obnoxiousness.
- I sometimes don’t try hard enough at things I do because I think I can just rely on my own innate gifting.
- I sometimes don’t try hard enough at things I do because I don’t think I can really do it.
- Yes I read as much as you think I do (more in fact) but it isn’t always healthy. It is a prolific and productive way of procrastinating. Sometimes I read a book when I should be doing something else.
- I enjoy my job a lot. I love the people I work with and I am good at it. But I don’t want to do it for the rest of my life. The longer I do it the more scared I am that I will.
- I have a black spandex running shirt with a hood. Sometimes when I’m running I put the hood on and pretend I’m one of the nihilists from The Big Lebowski. I start saying in a high-pitched bad German accent, “We don’t believe in anything” or “Where’s our money Lebowski?!?” I find this way more entertaining than I should.
- I tell my kids to never trust grown men with good heads of hair because of their obvious poor character. While there is a grain of truth in this remark, I have no hard data to support it.
- I often make remarks about how soul-less and sub-par the Christian music industry is. However I often listen to it by choice.
- I sometimes get teary at overly-sentimental happy endings to melodramatic movies. If you call me out on it I will deny it.
- I am really, really bad at small talk. I’m a big talker.
So here is my first stab at confession. What about you? Anything you want to get off your chest? Feel free to share, the internet is a safe place.