This morning at the Mass at which the elementary school was present the kindergarten teacher received her “Second Holy Communion.” She had been received into the Church five days before at the Easter Vigil. From my vantage point on the piano bench I noticed her approach to receive the Body of Christ. Unlike past school liturgies she did not come with arms crossed over her chest. Instead she came with a shy, expectant but humble smile. One could almost sense the eagerness. Then as she went toward the cup to receive the Precious Blood, her broad smile suggested a giggle of joy. The sight brought tears to my eyes and a humbling thought: “I have received Eucharist hundreds of times. When was the last time that I almost giggled with delight?”