My brother has cerebral palsy! Only last night I was reading about cp and crying my heart out. He's had it almost 60 years but it is so unfair. This thead has me in tears. The audacity to stand between Christ and a human. Christ is definitely suffering with the boy and happy with his joys. Dorothy Sayers, the mystery writer, wrote a short story about a severely mentally retarded boy. God does not have our standards. Perhaps in God's view, mentally challenged is preferred. I grew up at the cerebral palsy center. We had fun.
I became severely ill with facial pain. Church was mainly a social, intellectual occasion for me. Fortunately, I had the ties when my trial started. The suicide rate is 95%. Most churches welcomed me with open arms and much love. I became ill when AIDS first struck Manhattan. A man with AIDS was denied admission to a public healing service at the Roman Catholic St. Patrick's Cathedral. I was desperate. Going to these services kept my hope and my self alive. I called St. Patrick's and spoke with a priest. When he heard I was not Roman Catholic, I was told I was not welcome. It is Christ's body, not the cardinal's body. I promised not to seek communion. No, I could not be present for prayers.
The evangelicals have that affirmation, What would Jesus do? What would Jesus do, indeed? I have no doubt He is embracing that child. The New York Times ran the AIDS story on the front page. The church provided a private meeting for him. How many people have the NYT in their corner?
Is there any way to write this mother a note of support without being intrusive?