At my parish, we have 30 minutes on Saturday for Confession (which I believe has now gone through the names Penance, Reconciliation, and Jesus Loves You Time) or by appointment, and it's disproportionately taken with the same old people week after week.
I am not in favor of denying anyone access to the Sacraments, but, first, guys, I'm pretty sure your mortal sinning days are behind most of us at age 85; and, second, this wouldn't be a problem except they're there 2 hours early and the 30 minute window is pretty firm.
So if, speaking hypothetically, one's goal is to get <counts> 7 people through Confession/Jesus Loves You Time in the 30 minutes allotted, I must have one heck of a lot of children sit in the Nave for over two hours before the main event.
I'm pretty sure we'd be excommunicated for what would happen as a result.
I mean, wow, I seriously just had an image of a flaming marble altar with six of my kids dancing on it yelling, "NO FOOD NO PEACE."
We basically have to try to fit our Confessions in on during Cattle Call Confession before Easter and Lent and let me tell you, that's crazy fun, too.
This is my real problem with modern Catholicism: It sometimes feels like even the priests are basically Anglicans with celibacy. Our musical Liturgy, our access to the Sacraments, so much is just tossed out there and if you grab it, great, if not, oh well.
But at least I'm the Bread of Life and a Priest and a Pilgrim and really, now that I think of it, it's depressing how much American Catholicism absorbed the Sixties and now regurgitates it.
