He confessed the same sin roughly eight hundred times.
For thirty years, one man knelt in the same confessional, carrying a compulsion he was terrified to name - bargaining with rosaries, counting clean days like debts, convinced he was the exception grace couldn't reach. He built a life that looked devout on the outside while quietly falling apart on the inside, until a folding chair in a church basement forced him to say a single word out loud: addicted.
The Long Confession is the raw, unflinching memoir of what came after - the slow, hard-won discovery that the God he'd spent decades fearing was never keeping score. That the door he kept walking back through, ashamed each time, was never actually locked. That grace doesn't wait for the victory. It runs to meet you on the road, while you're still far off.
Part confession, part reckoning, part guide for anyone who has ever believed their own repetition disqualified them from mercy - this book doesn't offer easy answers. It offers something rarer: the truth, told all the way through, from a man who finally stopped bargaining and started believing.
If you've ever wondered whether grace has a limit, this book will show you it doesn't.