I found this essay while looking for something else. It brought a smile to my heart to remember how inquisitive Tucker was, how SO Alive he was! This is from June 2009, a month after he turned 13, a few short years before he would die so unexpectedly in June 2021.
Tucker is one of those types of kids that drive some adults
crazy…me, being one of them. He has to touch everything, turn every knob, open
every drawer, push every button, open anything that is closed (funny how he
never closes anything that is opened though…). He has been that way all of his
life. We thought that he would grow out of it as he got older. Here he is at 13
and nothing is sacred to him, most of all, those things that irritate me.
He has no need of personal space so he has absolutely no
understanding of those who do. In fact, he is often wounded by those who demand
that he back off just a little bit. Reminders do little but quell the momentary
action. As soon as a parental back is turned, fingers go to fiddling with
whatever is there. We have to hide the pens that we really like because if he
has one of them for more than a couple of minutes, the clip is broken off or it
is taken apart with all the insides disappearing.
It really is a chore trying to curtail these actions. When
he was little, we tried for a little while the hands in pockets trick while we were
in a store. Well, the only thing that happened with that was us saying every
few minutes, “hands in your pockets!” We became the irritants rather than him.
Within moments of any entry we made into any store, the shoppers and workers
alike knew Tucker’s name.
One of the biggest problems that he has in school is that
his teachers are constantly saying, “Tucker…”, “Tucker…” for one thing or a
dozen. Soon the other students in the class pick up on it and it becomes a
“Tucker did it…” type of blame game whether he actually did anything or not.
So, Thursday morning, while reading the Daily Office, this
popped out at me. In fact, it screamed.
“If with Christ you died to
the elemental spirits of the universe, why do you live as if you still belonged
to the world? Why do you submit to regulations, Do not handle, Do not taste, Do
not touch? All these regulations refer to things that perish with use, they are
simply human commands and teachings. These have indeed an appearance of wisdom
in promoting self-imposed piety, humility, and severe treatment of the body,
but they are of no value in checking self-indulgence.” Colossians 2:20 - 22
When I read it, I immediately thought of this child of ours
to whom rules and regulations mean very little.
Tucker is by no means the only child I know who is like
this. I think it is safe to say by looking at the statistics on Attention
Deficit Disorder and Hyperactivity that we, as a nation, are in the process of
bringing up a really large number of these children. But I wonder how many of
these kids are truly “disordered”?
Maybe, as the author of Colossians points out, we should
question our own actions. Just what we are doing by labeling our children as
disordered. Perhaps it is not something that is wrong with them…perhaps it is
merely “an appearance of wisdom” on our part.
For if we do claim to be “with Christ” how do we continue
to live a life of human regulations that possibly inhibit the Spirit from
working with us? Our rules of do not, do not, do not, are human commands and
teachings. Do these rules matter to God or in living our lives to the glory of
God?
There are several layers to this concern: If we want to go
with the idea that these children are “disordered” then why so many? What have
we done to create this “disorder”? What is in our environment, our food, our
clothes, our water that could cause such vast numbers of attention deficit
children? Supposedly, approximately 2 million children in the US have been
diagnosed with ADHD.
And if there are that many, what does that mean in terms of
how we deal with them? Do we medicate them or not? What if they are not really
ADHD; rather, what if they are kinesthetic learners who have need of gross
motor movement in order to learn best? There is a fine line in distinguishing
the difference between ADHD and a learning style. It is estimated that 15% of
the population are kinesthetic learners.
What are we willing to do to our children to make them
mind? Are we prepared to subject them to “severe treatment of the body”…for
what is a mind altering drug but a severe treatment? Yes, these drugs do help
in many cases of ADHD but at what cost? Further, the drugs are just band aids,
dealing with the symptoms rather than the cause. What is the cause? Or even
more importantly, what is the real problem?
We want life to be simple. I can’t see that it ever has
been so, not even in the nostalgic era of the 50’s – James Dean and Tennessee
Williams are just two examples of the angst that existed in some. Life is not
simple. It is fast and harried and in the midst of all the rush-rush, lonely.
We want answers and quick fixes. We want solutions that cause the least amount
of worry and pain.
What are we willing to accept for our children for the sake
of expediency?
For whose quality of life are we most concerned?
Might we be called into an analysis of our own way of
dealing with certain things? Might it be a time when we are called into
changing our own ways?
