…or the homeless guy on the corner. Or a CEO. Or a prisoner. Or a person with a severe disability. Or your nerdy cousin. Or… a little kid.
Ought communion only be performed by ordained clergy? Or clergy at all? Or even adults? How about someone who, confused, doubts the faith? (How many priests do it anyway?) How about someone who can’t recite Aquinas, but can make a paper airplane? An age-old debate, pictured in four frames.
Is it the religious professionals who are the conduits of God’s grace? Or the innocent? What about the guilty? Who, then?
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