The priest, as he was entering the church sanctuary, was greeted by a little boy. He asked the priest, “Father, what do you do?”

The priest was rather dumbfounded at that question and so he fumbled, “Err… I… err…”

The boy asked, “Are you married?”, to which the Reverend Father replied, “No”.

“So you have no children?” The priest said, “No, of course not!”

“Are you a lawyer?” The priest quickly replied, “Well I used to be. But not anymore, since I’m now a priest”.

“So then what do you do?” The priest remained silent. It was just a very difficult question to answer.

The boy then abruptly concluded, “So you’re not married, you have no children, and you’re not a lawyer anymore. So you’re a nobody?”

It suddenly, dawned on the priest that he was a nobody. He walked silently into his chambers after Mass and wrote in his journal:

I am a nobody. I’m an icon of Christ, the God who became a nobody. I’m of no relevance to the world and will always appear to contribute nothing to the scheme of the world. Because that’s what I’m called to be; a nobody. So that when others see me, they see Christ.