While out of town for about three weeks, I had the privilege of attending a Catholic Mass of a colleague of mine. In typical Baptist fashion, I sat in the back.
However, when my Catholic priest friend asked the attendees to stand, I stood as well and so on. But as he went around sharing the bread, I crossed my arms, meaning: I will receive a blessing instead of the bread.
It became a matter of conscience, informed by my theology on the matter. But I’m also aware that others see things differently, and therefore would have taken the bread.