GO TO CONFESSION!
Today we hear about basketball hoops, epitaphs, wealth and wickedness and better requests.
Augustine of Hippo:
My child, why do you rise every day, pray, bend your knees, strike your forehead to the ground, and sometimes even cry while repeatedly imploring me: “My Father, my God, grant me a little wealth”?
Please pray for me – and for Pope Benedict – as we begin our discipline.