ABSTRACT
My search continued for other confessions. The Internet was replete with “true confessions” of all kinds about one secret life or another. Of course, there were the formal, doctrinal Confessions of Faith made by various church councils across the years, but confessions in the tradition of Augustine and Patrick were difficult to find. Then, to my surprise, I came across a confession by Leo Tolstoy of which I had never heard. It makes an excellent bridge between the classical and the contemporary. I was even harder put to find a twentieth-century confessor to add to the group. Finally, I decided to include Kurt Vonnegut’s Palm Sunday as a worthy representative. Here’s what I found.
