Afterwards we talked some more a bit and he told me that he wanted Holy Communion the following Saturday, which would be on the Christmas Vigil ( after Mass) but told me that that I didn’t need to do the entire ritual, and do a shortened form, as to give me a break so that it wouldn’t interfere with my Christmas plans and family, and he would be spending time with his family, Naturally, I took him at his word, and there would be no other reason why I wouldn’t. But inside, I really thought that I had taken up too much of his time and what he told me was a polite way of telling me I took up too much of his time. I soon apologized for taking up so much of his time, and told me that I didn’t. I still thought he was being polite. The day before the following Saturday, the church secretary called me to make sure that I would give him communion, as he called her to make sure that I didn’t forget and would come. I then called him to let him know that I would come. Not long after I called him to confirm I was coming, he starts off with " Let me tell you something…" Oh man, I thought that I had really messed up somewhere by overstaying my welcome and was going to tell me of his displeasure with me. However, what he told me was remarkable, and I still cannot get over it. It made me happy, but sad at the same time. He told me that he called the church secretary and told me that in all his life ( he’s in his 70’s or 80’s) no one, no EMHC, no deacon, and even no priest talked with him like I did, and he stressed “NO ONE.” I was shocked and really didn’t know what to say, except “thank you” and that he was being to kind and that I was unworthy of his praise. He also told me that every deacon and priest talked “to him” and not with him, and they didn’t seem genuinely caring and interested as they should be. I couldn’t answer to that as I thought and knew that it wouldn’t be appropriate for me to agree with him, which I really didn’t agree as I didn’t feel worthy and had no training or experience, and not ordained, etc. I’m a nobody, a regular person, a sinner, not worthy. I felt sad in thinking that in all his life that he really not ever gotten any real consoling or anyone talking with him, and not to him, as he’s said. I was humbled, actually. Oh, and I forgot to mention, though not directly related, that same Saturday Vigil at Mass, a woman in the pew in front of me told me that I was a great lector and that the readings that I had read the previous reading was terrific and that she felt the Holy Spirit in me and in her. That amazed me ( though I actually do get people telling me that nearly every time I read ). I try not to be prideful, and that would be a sin, but I told her, as I tell all others, that it is the Sacred Scriptures that reach out to people, and that I’m only a reader. And like I said earlier, I really don’t feel worthy of any praise, and I don’t have a favorable opinion of myself, have low self-esteem, etc. Anyway, that was my very eventful and interesting week.