Thursday, May 21, 2020
OK, OK, Mom, I Get It
Have you ever talked to one of your kids and you feel like you've said something similar before and they were clueless so you start to explain and then they stop you and say, "OK, OK, Mom I get it!" as though they've heard it a bunch of times.
That happened to me last night. My son, Jimmy, who some people know as Ben, is a really terrific young man. He has some learning disabilities, he will tell you, and a borderline IQ which he doesn't want to tell you, but he is the greatest kid. He really loves to be helpful and he likes to please people. He is definitely an extrovert and loves to connect with whoever he can.
For the past few weeks Jimmy has been going with me on little adventures -- typically to meet CarePortal requests and drop off stuff that my church has donated with me. Last night he went with me to pick up a prescription for a sister on my Open Table. On the way home I asked him if he had ever heard about the sheep and the goats. He looked at me blankly. I paraphrased these verses from Matthew 25: