I came in contact with a ‘Greek Catholic’ from Romania three
years back. Although we have not been meeting often, we did exchange views and
opinions on some interesting issues of the Church, when we met. He was married
and has a son. He is a jolly good fellow.
I enjoy chatting with him although I do
not understand many things, because he speaks fast and I do not understand much
a foreign language when people speak fast. People tell me that I speak very
fast and they do not understand. But in many places I see that others speak faster
than me and I do not understand.
This is an irony of life. We become the victim
of the same thing by which we victimize others.
He was sharing with us, there was another one this time, so
that I can be sure that I understand him, about his difficulties in life. His
wife wanted to leave him and the son, only to live with another one. The son wanted
to move away from Italy and desired to live in his home land. He had to leave Italy
to take care of his son.
I told you that he is a ‘Greek Catholic’. I did not tell you
that he is a priest. He has decided to live alone with his son. When we were
listening to him, I do not know what he thought, he patted my cheek and said: ‘I am happy that you are not married’.
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