The film reinforced something that I have believed for a long time – that children, and even more so special children, have a direct line to God that many of us will never attain. When Sarah Kate was not quite three, we visited the Shrine of the Most Blessed Sacrament. At one point during the visit, she told me “I see Jesus!” She kept repeating it, so I looked around, thinking there was a crucifix or a statue or something within view. We were outside, though, not close to any of the site buildings, so there was nothing. A moment later, she started reaching her outstretched hand up toward the sky, straining as she did so, and saying over and over “I can’t reach him!” I know it sounds crazy, but I am absolutely convinced that Sarah Kate did see Jesus that day.
Fast forward to August 1, 2010. Nathan’s baptism was scheduled to take place after the early Mass at our parish. As we stood there next to the font, I listened intently to all of the words that the priest was saying. At one point in the baptismal rite, he said, “You have put on Christ, in him you have been baptized. Alleluia, alleluia.” I was holding Nathan, who had been pretty still and quiet up until that point. As soon as the priest uttered the “Alleluia! Alleluia!”, Nathan threw both arms up and let out a big “Aaaahhaaaahhhh!” Now I know it’s entirely possible that it was an absolute coincidence. That possibility is not lost on me. But what if it’s not a coincidence? What if he was expressing “Alleluia!” in the only way he could? I don’t know the answers.
But these are the things I think about.