OK, long reply, sorry, in advance!
Yes, they absolutely can! I was confirmed with a young man my age in the 8th grade who had downs. I still remember him being there, all happy and excited to be confirmed. I was part of the grade school class and he was part of the CCD class, since we were similar in height we were lined up near each other. He was elated to receive the holy spirit, he looked me in the eye before processing from the chapel to the church, he stuck out his hand, introduced himself and said he was very happy to be there, I looked confused at him (because I couldn’t hear him well), his protective confirmation sponsor reached out to bring his arm down with a slight grimace, and I said to the young man, “I’m sorry what did you say,” and he repeated himself, and I, in turn introduced myself and told him it was a happy day for all of us, I gave him a firm handshake and a smile. My sponsor grabbed me by the shoulder and said that was the sweetest thing she ever saw, I am a bit slow, so I thought, what, because I shook someone’s hand? I didn’t know he had an ailment, my sponsor happens to have two relatives with downs. I just thought he was a happy fella.
We need this sometimes, the rest of us were just doing the same ole same ole, but to this man, it was like he knew something important was going to happen, and he could feel it better than any of us drones could. Could the Holy Spirit have reached out to this man more than to any of the rest of us? Maybe. I still remember to this day how special my First Holy Communion was, it was the happiest day of my life so far. I was very awkward, dopey, and dorky in those times, but I knew for being seven, that something special was going to happen, I didn’t know what is was going to be. I saw my friends get their first communion and for one year in difference I was not allowed to do the same thing they were. That upon your calling, you received your acceptance as well, and that was what I understood in my mind at that time even though I couldn’t explain it. I had been ridiculed in my youth for being heavy, but on this day, I was with my classmates, and we were like everyone else, doing something holy, something blessed, no one was poking fun, and it was a nice day. My mother had taken out a banquet for that day, and that almost never happened when it was marred by my needing to be hospitalized for pneumonia a few weeks prior, and I begged and pleaded with the doctor to let me out in time. I prayed everyday in that hospitable bed, I loved God so much then. My spirit was so strong, he healed me, I got to school the week before my Holy First Communion, no more practicing, “Body of potato chip,” this time it was for real. I was so positively affected by that for years after, I went to church by myself. Seven years old, took the bus for forty cents sometimes, sometimes I walked the seven blocks, I would sit in the pew by myself, sometimes I would sit with my friend if she made it there with her mom. I will always treasure that appreciation, because it almost never happened. I will treasure that acceptance, because sometimes we all do not get it. I will most of all, treasure that innocence, because I did not know much, but I knew what made me feel good and loved. That is happiness in the Lord, becoming a part in your community, among your family and friends, and my delight was with Jesus that day, and I will never forget it.
I had been since on ups and downs with my faith, but I always return, I always await God’s next challenge, and having felt like I’ve been through it all, I can safely say I’m ready for anything anyone throws at me.
My sponsors daughter is now becoming trained as a Special Education instructor, and finds great pride and enjoyment in it, it serves her purpose if she can get one aspect through to someone in a month or two, that would take us a few minutes to absorb. Practice makes perfect. You can train anyone to do anything, my problem has been patience, but when it gets through to someone in need, you feel more fulfilled than you could ever imagine. CCD will be hard, but they may have certain requirements, maybe the parent has to attend to help train, or you train with the materials, never give up, speak to your pastor, if not him, then another in another parish, wherever you feel comfortable. Remember we are all God’s children, we are all accepted in his eyes.
An ode to Horton: a person is a person no matter how small, how big, how tall, or diverse…God’s spin on this is he created all of us in his own image, we are meant to be the people we are together united as a family. If God meant for us to look, think, or act in a certain way, then it is purpose enough to make our existence known, love strong, and faith unified. To exist in God’s eyes suggests that you were born with these capabilities. Faith, Hope, and Love…, and the greatest of these is Love.
Love conquers all, when you truly feel it with all your soul, you never seem to sweat the small stuff anymore.
Welcome home, peace and God’s Blessings!