I went to Mass this morning and it was the usual small group. At the beginning when the priest comes out to the altar I was expecting to see one of the older priests enter, but today the priest saying Mass was a former student of mine. I knew he had become a priest, but today seeing him up there "in charge" so to speak, I was so filled with pride and love for this young man. I remember him well, as he was one of those inconspicuously perfect students. He had a special place in my heart in that second grade desk just as he has now.
I'm CELEBRATING that special feeling I have right now in my soul!