 And so I go to this service and this priest is preaching and he's on fire. The Holy Spirit is moving through this man like I've never seen before in the Catholic Church. And I literally sit back in the pew and think to myself, if this priest says I'm signing people up in the back to become priest, I'll go. I don't know what I'll tell Melissa or my family, but I'll do it. And within 20 seconds of thinking that, Melissa leans over, elbows me in the side and whispers to me, are you sure you're not supposed to be a priest?