Confession

I considered it a Holy Room…………..others called it “Confession Room”. When I went in that room, there was a perfect solemnity. It seemed like I was alone talking to Him. With my calloused knees kneeling with scant strength, my heart and mind spoke up. I spread my arms wide open for a complete surrender of my decrepit soul. I vented out my guilt…………I confessed my sins.

I heard a voice through those small holes. It was a melody to the lost soul. Too penetrating to purify me. Too powerful to cleanse my sick heart. With God’s forgiveness, I heaved a deep sigh. His words caused sufficient relief…….and it cured me gently.