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I wish I could find the front door to the Catholic Church. I wish that Jesus was there and I could approach Him and ask him for his help. I don’t mind that most of the people there are happy, healthy and share in some fellowship. The father is there for them. It seems that the Churches of my youth are gone. But it was only the perception of a child. I am not even comfortable approaching the father or even calling the parish. I only want one thing. I just want communion. I don’t see myself any different than the worst sinner. So I am dead inside. I hunger for the Eucharist. It’s been decades but I remember. I had started to go to Church to take my kids but I could no longer bare the humiliation that I felt staying seated during communion. I would go up with my kids to receive a blessing but then I read how it may not be proper. Even the blessing met so much. So we don’t go anymore. Finally one day I sent an email to the father where I shared some of my difficulties and desire for communion. I had asked if I could meet with him. I never received a reply. A few weeks later I called and spoke with the other priest and told him I had not received a reply. He told me the father was very busy and probably had not yet read it. He was not terribly interested. And that was that. I had bared my soul to some extent and got nothing. I cant say if he ever read my email. It just reinforced my impression that there is no one there for me. It’s a long way from the piety that is expressed by Jesus and the saints. So I don’t see the front door where someone will admit me. Unless I am happy, healthy and able to engage in fellowship. I know there are protestant churches that would be more than willing. I don’t expect that from the Church. I just wish there was one person or some way to engage the Church without this apprehension. Call the Parish? I honestly don’t think they are expecting this type of call. It’s probably just me… well I’m sure of it.