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Originally posted by Replaced_Texan
The only masses I go to anymore are for weddings (and most recently a funeral, no tears the guy was 88 years old and the party afterwards was great). I find it amazing that after 20 years of being lapsed, I still know the whole mass by heart and can still be infused with guilt when it's time for communion and I don't get up.
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I was at a mass recently and had the same reaction except for knowing stuff by heart. But I can't take communion because I haven't been to confession since shortly after entering puberty. My deathbed:
"Forgive my father for I have sinned- it's been 70 years since my last confession."
Anyway, at this wedding some frineds who I know aren't Catholic got in line from the row ahead of me. I was torn thinking whether I should go warn them that if they ate the host, they would be guilty of a mortal sin. I decided not too when I realized that if i was sure it was a sin, my ass should be in the line.
