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Jun 19, 2023 322 Nisha Peters
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The Warning Signal!

“All we like sheep have gone astray; we have all turned to our own way…” (Isaiah 53:6)

My current car has a lane departure warning system. Every time I stray out of my designated lane while driving, the car gives me a warning signal.

This was annoying at first, but now I appreciate it. My old car did not have such advanced technology. I had not realized how often I drifted out of bounds while driving.

Over the past few months, I have started participating in the Sacrament of reconciliation (Confession). For decades, I had ignored this practice.

I felt like it was a waste of time. I thought to myself: Why does a person need to confess his sins to a priest when they can speak directly to God? Examining your conscience regularly is uncomfortable. Admitting your sins, out loud, is humiliating. But the alternative is even worse. It’s like refusing to look in a mirror for years. You may have all sorts of stuff stuck on your face, but you go about under the false impression that you look fine.

These days, I try to go to Confession weekly. I take time for self-reflection and the examination of my conscience. I have noticed a change within me. Now, as I go through each day, my internal warning system has been reactivated. Every time I stray off the path of goodness by aimless striving and endless pursuits, my conscience gives me a signal. This allows me to get back on course before I wander too far into the danger zone.

“For you were going astray like sheep, but now you have returned to the shepherd and guardian of your souls.” (1 Peter 2:25)

The Sacrament of reconciliation is a gift that I disregarded for too long. I was like a sheep who had wandered away. But now I have turned to my Shepherd, the Guardian of my soul. He checks my spirit when I stray. He redirects me onto the path of goodness and safety.

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Nisha Peters

Nisha Peters serves in the Shalom Tidings’ Editorial Council and also writes her daily devotional, Spiritual Fitness, at susannapeters.substack.com

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