“Bless me father for I have sinned. It’s been 13 minutes since my last confession. I did the penance you gave me in front of the Blessed Sacrament and got in my car to drive home. I was waiting patiently to make a right hand turn, and one of God’s children pulled up on my left and cut me off to make the right hand turn before me. Without thinking I cursed at his bright purple car, then the side of his head, then when he looked at me I cursed at him directly, and when he was in front of me on the road I cursed at the back of his head. He got on the ramp to the Beltway and when I was on the bridge overlooking it I saw it was totally jammed. I said outloud something like ‘Serves that #$!!@$% right getting caught in the !#$!$#!$!% traffic right after #$!#%$!% cutting me off! Look whose in a hurry now #!@#$@$!’ Then I turned around and came back here. Can I paint the rectory for my penance? I’ve got my sackcloth and ashes right here – I keep them in the car.”