About a year ago, I was celebrating Confirmation at a local parish when a grandmother came up and said, “Archbishop, my granddaughter has a question for you.” So I asked the girl, “What’s the question?” And she said, “Archbishop, why was my brother born with autism?” “You know,” I said, “I can’t really answer that question. It’s a mystery. But when you and I get to heaven, God willing, we’re going to ask a lot of questions like that. Now let me ask you a question: do you love your brother?