I don’t know what it is about me. Introvert though I may be, I seem to invite intrusive questions and comments from strangers. I’m amazed at how many of them are about my son. When I was pregnant, people would ask me what he was going to be. “I don’t know. I haven’t met him yet.” I know it sounds rude but I was mystified. And it’s probably just as well that I didn’t try to guess because it is clear that God is the one that chose his talents. Me? I’d have done a few things differently.
In many ways, we’re a lot alike. We’re both introverts who genuinely like people to a point. When we’ve had enough, we’ve had enough. We both love movies and books and super heroes and gaming and animals and science and history. That’s a lot of common ground, but God also gave him interests and talents that are entirely his own.
One of his all-time favorite Scouting experiences was Pack and Paddle, a leadership training course that required him to spend a week backpacking and canoeing. Me? I have a house. Why would I sleep outside? After the zombie apocalypse fine, but for fun? No, thank you.
Then there’s swimming. He adores swim team and the sense of camaraderie. Water is his element and he’s actively swimming from early June until mid-November. Although parents are required to work only one swim meet, I usually work more like 6. I’d rather be on deck and close to the action in spite of everything.
This summer, someone told my son that he’s lucky I love the water. “She’s always here.”
These assumptions may confuse me, but my son laughs. “You’re kidding right? She hates water.”
The thing is God created us as two very different people. My son loves things I don’t — swimming, camping, and rock climbing. But that’s okay. You will never find him knitting, crocheting or writing. We each have our God given talents.
We just need to remember that God knit him together to be one person and He knit me together to be another. The key is remembering that our Creator loves us in our diversity and we need to do the same.