This is my story about my wish to be a priest and the thoughts and journey I hadit is a story of failure, disappointment and not being acceptedIt is a story of Survivaland Where is God in all this?
I was a priest and 52 years old. I could not see that I made a difference as a priest but have accepted the dull and boring life that I had. This was until a boy who seemed so familiar showed up and told me how lost and unhappy I was. Could this boy help me find myself again? Who was this boy?