(Photo of Richard in his new contacts. The expression just works)
We decided after pair of glasses number 3,489,087,568, or so it would seem to be that many, that it was time. It was time to go on the quest of contacts. The small lenses that stick directly onto the eyeball, and force you to properly see. I use the word force because, well, Richard would frequently lower his glasses to the tip of his nose and look over them. That’s right, over them. Not through these mystical pieces of glass or plastic or transparent magical augmenters. You know, the portion that actually helps you see not through a blurry haze of unfocused world. Because it just made that sensory input easier to navigate.
Isaiah 43:19 See, I am doing a new thing! Now it springs up; do you not perceive it? I am making a way in the wilderness and streams in the wasteland.
So, we as parents, for years have had the debate of contact lenses. It would be a conversation that we would have every time our, multidimensionally affected superhero, would in anger twist and break his glasses. We would each time eventually land on the decision of, it just wasn’t worth the argument and, what happens when he rips out one of those and tosses them. We would picture all of us at the zoo, or in the center of the local mall on our hands and knees, a wide circle clearing around us, searching desperately for the clear contact on the floor. So, truthfully, we would decide to get another pair of glasses out of possible personal inconvenience. I admit, many times I make decisions this way, how human of me. And, yet again we would inevitably have a broken pair of glasses to contend with. A vicious cycle we were doomed to repeat because of our own trepidation of a routine that would change.
This time around, I decided to talk with someone else about this great debate. No, not Donald Trump, though I admit that would be quite entertaining. I decided to pray.
Philippians4:6-7 Don’t worry about anything; instead, pray about everything. Tell God what you need, and thank him for all he has done. Then you will experience God’s peace, which exceeds anything we can understand. His peace will guard your hearts and minds as you live in Christ Jesus.
Before now I may have said to myself, God has enough to worry about in this world. My trivial issue of contacts over glasses for our son is not worth his precious time. I actually find myself saying that about many things in life, that my small problems are just that, small. That I should not give them to Jesus in our time together because, Jesus wants me to think of others. The truth is, Jesus wants to think of us too. Even our small problems. Which yes, includes whether or not it is time to try contacts for our amazing superhero. So I sat alone in my room, giving myself fully over to God for a few moments, much like I do everyday. Only this time I included my personal prayer, leaving all self doubt aside and giving Jesus what He desires, rather than following my own desire to keep it to myself. Jesus, answered with a relieved breath, letting me know Richard is ready to take on this responsibility. I also felt as though He was proud of me for giving it over, finally.
So, here we are. The adventure begins and let me tell you, the fight of taking them out is one for the record books. Especially being the stimming he uses is jumping and bouncing. The accompanying yell that comes along with it is also something new. The sound is horrendous but, one we must endure. If I could let you hear it I would but think, pterodactyl mixed with cow and a little what does the fox say mixed right in there.
The fight went like this last night, our first try at taking them out.
Richard: “I quit!”
Me and Dad: “well then we still have to get them out”
Richard: “No! I just don’t want them in anymore! I quit!”
Me and Dad: “Then let us help you get them out buddy”
Richard: “But they help me see I need them in, but I hate them in, I quit!”
And so on and so forth. We finally did discover a way to make it work. Dad holding his eye open while he used his left hand to remove his right contact, and of course visa versa. We did it all while he made an animalistic sound and bounced in his seat to get through it. It only took 35 minutes at that.
And what’s more, he wanted them back in this morning. Asked nicely, and asked once again for our help. Thank you Jesus.
Lamentations 3:21-23 Yet this I call to mind and therefore I have hope: Because of the LORD’s great love we are not consumed, for his compassions never fail. They are new every morning; great is your faithfulness
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