I don't know if you have ever seen the film Cristo é fermato á Eboli? It was a bit how I felt in 2005 when I was appointed to be the Pastor to the Valle Adurni.
This morning, celebrating Mass for the first time for a year in the main church of the parish, I put the Blessed Sacrament in the hands of a teenager, into the same place that I had put the same Lord for the first time some six or seven years ago. And I saw a rosary ring there on her finger.
I wept. I hope nobody noticed, though my sight was rather blurred for the rest of the Communion line.
These moments make every moment of being a priest, all the annoyances and difficulties, worth while.
I'm home.
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Bless you.
Great feeling I'm sure!
In Christ,
Don
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No names, no pack drill, but I know one of your parishioners who thinks you're ace and will be very glad you are back.
Welcome back, Father.
God bless you Fr. Sean. You are the best.
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