Jesus Christ!

Too many times have I been greeted with a surprised smile along with the question "Are you Christian too?" when seen bowing my head in prayer before a meal, which is too often followed by a disappointed "Oh" when I reveal my Catholic identity.

It seems to be very common a misunderstanding here that the act of saying grace makes someone a follower of the Christian faith, when the truth is, I'd been reciting Grace Before Meal everyday over the seven years that I received education under the Roman Catholic school board in Toronto.

People get even more confused when I tell them I go to mass at a Christian church every now and then. Some even feel violated by my having accepted communion in a Christian church although I've never been baptized as Christian.

As far as I'm concerned, all that matters is that I believe in God. And as far as I know, this is the same God my Christian fellows believe in, whether they be Evangelical, Baptist or Evangelical Baptist. The little biscuit I received in the Christian church looked and tasted different from the ones I remember from Catholic churches, yes. But oh God, does it take an apostle to figure out that they essentially symbolize the same body of the same Christ, the only Christ?