A year-or-so-ago, on Pentecost Sunday, appropriately, I had one of those rare-but-dramatic moments of divine illumination.
I had just finished celebrating the Sacrament of Confirmation for about two-dozen of our special needs children.
None other than the President of Ireland, Mary McAleese, had attended that 10:15 Mass at St. Patrick’s that morning, and was very moved by the ceremony. She graciously asked to meet each of the children and their beaming families.
As I began the introductions, I bought her to our first child. “Madam President” I began, “this is a wonderful Down Syndrome young man.”
The proud parents, with all the courtesy…