An Old Psychologist Reminisces about the Background to His Interest in Teaching Children with Autism

For thine is the kingdom
We are yours, Lord, the children of your hand as well as your hands here on earth. May we indeed make earth a heaven below. Let your kingdom come, first of all in our own souls, that we may begin to realize it in our communities, and then throughout the world.
And the power
“O Lord my God, when I in awesome wonder,
Consider all the works Thy hands have made,
I see the stars, I hear the rolling thunder,
Thy power throughout the world displayed.

Then sings my soul, My Saviour God to Thee,
How great Thou art, How great Thou art.
Then sings my soul, My Saviour God to Thee,
How great Thou art, How great Thou art.”

I like to think of Jesus as God’s love and power incarnate: “Here is a man who was born in an obscure village, the child of a peasant woman. He worked in a carpenter shop until he was thirty, and then for three years He was an itinerant preacher. He never wrote a book. He never held an office. He never owned a home. He never had a family. He never went to college. He never put His foot inside a big city. He never traveled two hundred miles from the place where he was born. He never did one of the things that usually accompany greatness. He had no credentials but Himself. He had nothing to do with this world except the naked power of His divine manhood.
While still a young man, the tide of popular opinion turned against Him. His friends ran away. One of them denied Him. He was turned over to His enemies. He went through the mockery of a trial. He was nailed to a cross between two thieves. His executioners gambled for the only piece of property He had on earth while He was dying — and that was His coat. When He was dead, He was taken down and laid in a borrowed grave through the pity of a friend.
Nineteen wide centuries have come and gone, and today He is the centerpiece of the human race and the leader in the column of progress. I am far within the mark when I say that all the armies that ever marched, and all the navies that ever were built, and all the parliaments that ever sat, and all the kings that ever reigned, put together have not affected the life of man upon this earth as powerfully as has that One solitary life.” Here was a man or, as my Jewish friends would say, a true mensch.
And I think of that hymn, Freely, freely.”
“God forgave my sin in Jesus’ name;
I’ve been born again in Jesus’ name;
And in Jesus’ name I come to you
To share his love as he told me to.

All power is given in Jesus’ name,
In earth and heaven in Jesus’ name;
And in Jesus’ name I come to you
To share his power as he told me to.”

Which is not to say that Jesus was the only one to incarnate that Spirit of Love.
And the glory
“The heavens herald your glory, O God, and the skies display your handiwork.
Day after day they tell their story, and night after night they reveal the depth of their understanding.
Without speech, without words, without even an audible voice,
Their cries echo through all the world, and their message reaches the ends of the earth.
Your law, Adonai, is perfect; it refreshes the soul.
Your rule is to be trusted; it gives wisdom to the naive.
Your purposes, God, are right; they gladden the heart.
Your command is clear; it gives light to the eyes.
Holding you in awe, Adonai, is purifying; it endures.
Your decrees are steadfast, and all of them are just.”

Yes, time without end.
Yes, amen, so be it.

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