Dignity II

“Whosoever shall receive one of such little children in my name, receiveth me” -ASV Mark 9:37

I love the song, “Plant a Radish,” from the 1960 Schmidt and Jones musical, “The Fantastics.” It is the plaintive cry of a gardening father who has great luck with vegetables but not so much with children.

Plant a radish.
Get a radish.
Never any doubt.
That's why I love vegetables;
You know what you're about!

They're dependable!
They're befriendable!
They're the best pal a parent's ever known!
While with children,
It's bewilderin'.
You don't know until the seed is nearly grown
Just what you've sown.

So plant a carrot,
Get a carrot,
Not a Brussels sprout.
That's why I love vegetables.
You know what you're about!

Life is merry,
If it's very
Vegetarian!
A man who plants a garden
Is a very happy man!

Plant a beanstalk.
Get a beanstalk.
Just the same as Jack.
Then if you don't like it,
You can always take it back!

But if your issue
Doesn't kiss you,
Then I wish you luck.
For once you've planted children,
You're absolutely stuck!

While the spirit of this song is very light hearted and centers on the whimsical years of adolescence, the actual reality of this truth can stretch one to the limits of despair. I have a nephew-in-law in prison for manslaughter right now. He has broken his mother’s Christian heart innumerable times and one has to ponder the why of it even though there were some obvious cross currents in his life involving a broken home and an alcoholic father. But even the finest of families produce the most curious anomalies that perplex us all. One child is the model of responsibility while the next is totally forgetful and oblivious to all that is around him. One has all the gifts of an academic scholar and the other is intrigued only by machines and grease. One will cherish all the home making arts while another has no love whatsoever for anything domestic.

We are content for the most part with this reproductive lottery when it comes to the skills, interests, and abilities of our children. It is quite another thing, however, when we all of a sudden realize that our child is severely limited in intelligence, personality, or by a physical abnormality. Life all of a sudden can turn into a grinding test of faith and love when we realize that one of our children is not the child we had in mind.

Not long ago, I recall talking in the same week with two sets of parents sharing a similar though divergent problem. One set of parents had discovered that they had a very gifted child on their hands, a child that read at a level far beyond his years and who was totally bored with the school work his peers found challenging. Yet, he was emotionally right on grade level in terms of personal maturity. The other parents had discovered that their child was not just developmentally delayed but actually tested out at a very low I.Q level. Both children, as a result, would present constant and on-going challenges to their parents. Neither family asked for or necessarily would have even chosen either of these characteristics if they had had a choice. But God clothes both in equal dignity that recognizes no difference. In fact, it is the weak among us who define our humanity best and contribute greatly in that regard. Jesus chose to associate with low life, children, and even lunatics demonstrating how God uses the simple things to confound the wise. Our challenge is to see each of our children as equally valued in the sight of God regardless of ability, stature, or charm. Our children need to see that in each other.