Don’t Fight the Spectrum

Ecclesiastes 7:13-14

I mentioned yesterday that my mother’s 99th birthday had come and gone. On the day itself, we hosted a party for 46 people at our house. I think the fire marshal might have been circling the block and considering an intervention.

The oldest guest was, not shockingly, the birthday girl herself. The youngest was my four-month-old granddaughter. In between, however was a young man on whom I’d like to camp out for a while: “Lewis,” one of my nephews.

Lewis is somewhere on the autism spectrum. Now a teenager, he didn’t speak until just a few years ago. He’s generally good natured–as good natured as kids his age will normally be. If you ever wanted somebody to make sure all the doors in your house were closed, Lewis is your guy.

I’ve heard people wonder why this boy would have this condition, when his siblings show no autistic tendencies. Some wonder why God would make such a “mistake.” They won’t get an answer, but they’ll find the topic taken up in Ecclesiastes:

Consider the work of God,
for who can straighten out
what he has made crooked?
 In the day of prosperity be joyful, but in the day of adversity, consider: God has made the one as well as the other, so that no one can discover anything that will come after him.

Ecclesiastes 7:13-14

Renovating God’s Blunders?

What did Koheleth have in mind when he spoke of the work of God that “he has made crooked”? I suppose that it could be referring to things like mountains and rivers. Although humans have shown great ingenuity in overcoming some of the challenges of topography, the great rivers still go where they want to go and the mountains show no sign of surrendering.

But I’m inclined to see in these crooked works the things like cancer and mental illness and deafness and, yes, autism. Despite the best efforts of various doctors, cancer still takes down many people. While medicines can help, the bipolar person remains distinct. Although the deaf might protest that they are different rather than deficient, they still cannot hear a bird sing or an orchestra play. People can diminish these bits of crookedness, but they cannot overcome them.

Are these works of God blunders? Is my cousin with cancer being afflicted by either God’s carelessness or His malice? Is Lewis a giant mess-up? What pretentiousness we have if we claim to understand matters better than God. Sometimes, like in the case of my cousin’s cancer, the problem may lie with people. In his case, Agent Orange from Vietnam might be the culprit. There might be a human actor behind Lewis’ situation as well. Or maybe these are just things that God has caused or allowed to happen for reasons we’ll never understand.

Getting in Tune

“If there’s a loving God, why is there so much evil in the world?” That question is an exceptionally tired refuge of skeptics. Think about it. If there is a God who could create and control the enormity of the universe, would you expect that all His ways would be comprehensible to you?

We cannot put straight what God has made or allowed to be made crooked. We cannot magically pluck Lewis off the spectrum, and that’s okay. Our calling is not to utterly fix this broken world. Our calling is to do what we can with what we have, to be joyful with the good and thoughtful about the bad.

That’s why, even though I have never had a meaningful conversation with him, I will always have a place in my heart and my home for Lewis. God made Lewis. That’s enough for me.

The Bad Example (Hebrews 4:11)

Let us, therefore, make every effort to enter that rest, so that no one will perish by following their example of disobedience. (Hebrews 4:11)

In recent days, a prominent member of Congress has been thoroughly embarrassed at the revelation that he sent photos of his nether regions to girls half his age via the marvels of Twitter. While I’m not all that shocked at the foolishness of this representative, I am staggered by the lengths to which his political cohorts will go to vindicate his actions.

The guy’s friends started by denying that the piece of anatomy in question didn’t belong to the representative in question. They insisted on this so vigorously that they looked really foolish when the guy admitted his poor taste. Some of these adherents have suggested that Americans need to get over their obsession with sex. “It’s no big deal,” these folks argue. “We need to be more like the enlightened French/Dutch/or some other locale.” Others argued that since he hadn’t preached moral values, he didn’t deserve to be held to those values. I suppose that means that if I don’t insist on payment of taxes, I can’t be prosecuted for evasion. Right!

The problem with all of this nonsense is that it leads people in directions they’re far better off never traveling. Humans are clever. We can think up all manner of reasons why sin isn’t really sin and the path of evil is really the best one for us.

Our choice is so simple. We can relax and enter into God’s rest or we can work very hard to make it seem as if wallowing in the cesspool of immorality is really a terrific idea. Why do we so often choose the latter?