I love how Gary stops to enjoy the world around him. Sometimes I may not quite agree with it, like when he found a huge Orb Weaving Spider on the back of our patio chair recently and instead of killing it, he placed it gingerly in our flower bed. You who know my fear of spiders will also know that I am now avoiding that flower bed, or am stalking around it carefully like an NCIS agent at a crime scene.
I wasn’t at all surprised this past Sunday afternoon to walk out in our garage and find a Cicada, a poor dead Cicada, laying on Gary’s work bench. I knew that Gary had placed it there for me and for Aaron to see. I didn’t even have to ask. I paused to look at it, which prompted Gary to tell me about the Praying Mantis he had rescued from the ground and placed in the pecan tree. And then Gary remembered that he had meant to get his magnifying glass so that Aaron could have a closer look at the Cicada.
I got Aaron while Gary got the glass, and soon Aaron was doing his own examination of the Cicada. Everything about this common creature…..this sometimes annoying insect…..was super fascinating when enlarged under the magnifying glass. His sheer, intricate wings……his compound, bulging eyes……his very perfect camouflage design…..the hooks on the end of his legs.
As Aaron examined the Cicada, we took the opportunity to point out that all of this design was God’s doing. Aaron knows that. But still it’s nice to have the opportunity to again draw Aaron’s attention to the reality that we have a personal Creator Who put lots of thought and planning into the design of an insect.
Our Cicada encounter has made me pause, once again, to also examine another fact that I know all too well but sometimes struggle to remember. Our own Aaron, unique and special, is also one of God’s extraordinary designs.
Why would I struggle to remember that fact? Because just as the shrill noise of a Cicada can be irritating, sometimes the daily-ness of Aaron’s behaviors can be irritating as well to me and Gary. Yet when we stop to examine his intricacies, we do see how amazingly Aaron is wired.
Take his water bottles……his ever and very important, to him…..water bottles. He must have three water bottles. Since he has in the past struggled with low sodium and must watch his water intake, his three water bottles are smaller than they used to be. I somehow snuck that change past him. Here is the scene over Labor Day when we were on the patio visiting with my cousin, Jim, and his wife Patti:
Aaron came out on the patio…..yet again…..and interrupted our conversation by asking if he could have his three water bottles. I told him that he should just drink one, considering that it was a little late and he had drunk a big glass of water at dinner. He would not drink just one of his three water bottles, because the three must always go together as three. You do NOT drink ONE of the THREE. You drink THREE of the THREE. However, he said that he would drink one bottle of water from the frig in the garage where we keep the water bottles. That’s because the water bottles in the garage are not part of the THREE. Getting Aaron to veer from this set way of thinking is like treading water…..in the middle of the ocean…..with no rescue ship in sight. Trust me.
So as Aaron and I talked about this water bottle decision, I was internally examining him and realizing fairly quickly where he was coming from. So amazing he is!
Then there are his Star Trek videos that he is now watching:
We got him the old Star Trek television series from the 60’s as a Christmas gift. He has been watching them in his bedroom, at his desk, on his computer monitor. But then he started coming down to the family room to watch any other video that he wanted to see instead of using his own DVD player in his room. Why, you ask? Well, at least we asked. And though Aaron didn’t exactly verbalize his reasoning at first, we soon realized that for now, his DVD player is only for Star Trek…..since it IS a series and since he DID already start that series on his player in his room. He MUST finish the series on his DVD player before watching anything else, even if it takes months. Gary and I can go along with it, or we can fight it and suffer the unpleasant consequences.
It didn’t take Gary and I long to decide how to handle that one. Welcome to the family room, Aaron.
Sometimes Aaron is the one who is doing the examination:
Yesterday Aaron had a doctor appointment, which always means that I take him to lunch. Eating out is his favorite sport! Yes, sport…..because sometimes I feel that I have run a marathon after running interference during the course of our meal. Or maybe that’s football. Anyway, yesterday during our lunch Aaron heard the couple in the booth behind us order Espinaca. He asked me what that was, so I explained it to him. He still wasn’t quite sure about it, so when the unsuspecting couple’s Espinaca was brought to their table, Aaron wanted a look. Before I could say “Espinaca,” Aaron was up out of our booth and halfway to their booth….craning his neck to catch a glimpse of their mysterious dip. I do hope they were understanding. I didn’t ask.
This whole incident led to me showing Aaron pictures of Espinaca…..going to Wal-Mart to buy ingredients for Espinaca….putting Espinaca ingredients in the crock pot…..and eating Espinaca while we watched a video last night….in the family room.
Yesterday evening, Gary and I were in the garden for a few minutes. Then we sat on the new bench Gary got us, under our old oak tree. It was so pretty outside, and so nice to sit together for a few minutes. But then the back door opened and out walked Aaron. Gary sighed, and I knew what he was thinking. Our quiet time was about to end.
“But look at him, Gary,” I said. “Just look at him.” And we both looked at Aaron lumbering across the grass, wearing his pajama sports shorts and sleeveless shirt, with his socks and tennis shoes. And we both just smiled at the sight of him. Yes, we knew what was coming and we were right. Godzilla this and Godzilla that, because Aaron just discovered that there will be ANOTHER Godzilla movie in 2018!!!! And there we sat, we three, scrunched together on the bench…..listening to Godzilla talk. But Gary and I were smiling, and we were responding, because this is the family that God has made us to be.
You know, I don’t have a magnifying glass big enough to examine Aaron all at once. But each little piece of him is very fascinating all alone. Put together, he is one very complicated…..very astounding….very funny….work of art.