Month: March 2020

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Prayer to Consecrate One’s Autism

I have recently composed a Prayer of Consecrating Our Autism to St. Thorlak.  It may be found here. It may be obtained in Kindle format here.

Those of you who have been following my blog for a while know of my devotion to St. Thorlak as an unofficial (as yet) Patron Saint of Autism. This prayer is intended as a means for someone on the autism spectrum, or a family member of someone who cannot pray this themselves, to offer one’s autism to St. Thorlak, its gifts and its challenges, so that, through St. Thorlak’s intercession, one’s autism may serve the Lord in some way.

In this time of great uncertainty, which also provokes great anxiety among many on the spectrum, it is my fervent prayer and hope that, through this prayer, the Lord and St. Thorlak may bless and guide us and show us more clearly how our autism may serve the Lord.

 

 

 

 

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A Church In Holy Saturday Mode

In my last post, and especially in my poem, my intention was to open my heart fully and express the anguish that yesterday’s news brought to me.  Yesterday, in a real sense, was a Good Friday moment for us all.  It was a time to weep, a time to mourn.  In one sense, we may feel as though the Lord has been taken away (even though He remains among us) and we do not know where they have put Him.

Now that we are absorbing the news of the suspension of public Masses, where are we? We long for Easter, for a Resurrection, for the full restoration of our Eucharistic celebrations.  Until then, we find ourselves in Holy Saturday mode. Continue reading “A Church In Holy Saturday Mode”

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Who Will Weep With Me?

Yesterday, my diocese joined many others in suspending the celebration of all public Masses for an indefinite time.  I was asked if I could write something instructive, encouraging and hope-filled for the next issue of Harvest, our diocesan magazine.

Hope-filled?  Yes, there is reason to hope.  As the Scriptures assure us, hope does not disappoint.  The favors of the Lord are not spent.  His mercies are not exhausted.  They are renewed each morning.

However, before we can speak a true word of hope, we must speak true words that acknowledge fully our plight.  We must express our pain and sorrow.  Otherwise, our words of hope will seem unreal, naïve, and escapist.  It is in this spirit that I offer the following. Continue reading “Who Will Weep With Me?”

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Moving Forward with COVID-19

This morning, I sense the need and the desire to return to the topic of coronavirus once more.

Why?

Well, for one thing, I have written two posts on this already.  Like Tolkien and C.S. Lewis, I feel an urge to make this a trilogy!

Secondly, the situation is rapidly evolving. Some of my comments over the weekend are already outdated.  Many cities and states and countries are severely restricting or closing down restaurants, bars, and other businesses that deal with significant numbers of people daily.

Thirdly, I have had many responses from people, both online and in person, to my weekend posts that have given me the opportunity for further reflection on all that is happening. Continue reading “Moving Forward with COVID-19”

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COVID-19 and Sunday Mass

I find that I must write a follow-up to yesterday’s post.

Yesterday – Friday the 13th, no less – I learned that several dioceses, including the Archdiocese of Boston, have decided to cancel all Sunday Masses for the time being in response to the coronavirus outbreak.

I have been sitting with this news since yesterday and pondering it.  What does this mean? How am I reacting to it? As an autistic person, it can take some time to sort out my thoughts and feelings over anything.  The more I stay with it, however, the more I see that there is one word, and only one word, that is fitting to express my response to this.

I am scandalized. Continue reading “COVID-19 and Sunday Mass”