I remember the first time I started going to confession again. I hadn’t gone in years! I guess I had forgotten how much unconditional love God has for his children. I had been reading the parable of the prodigal son (Luke 15:11-32) and thinking how wonderful it must have felt for the son who finally came back to his waiting father and was immediately embraced. That same week, I went to confession. After listening to the prayer of absolution, each word seemed to seep into my soul. I went into the chapel, knelt on the floor, and just cried. I felt God’s merciful embrace right there. I felt like that prodigal son who was welcomed without hesitation back into his father’s home, into his father’s loving arms.