Last week, I found out that you are colorblind. Your Mom has long been suspicious that you are colorblind. You are four year old and you're not the best with colors. I never thought much about you being colorblind because I figured that you confuse colors just like lots of young children have a hard time with different colors.
I looked at some websites that have colorblind tests for kids. On one of them, it showed shapes on different color backgrounds and you got it wrong like 1/3 of the time. On another, more brutal test you missed every animal out of a set of ten. It must've been the lamest test ever for you, because you never saw anything.
Your mother grew up with her brother Jacob and grandpa Scarlet being colorblind, so she is used to the idea. I didn't really know anyone closely that was colorblind so for me it was more difficult. I felt great love for you and cried more than I've cried in the last 10 years of being married. I love you so much. It hurts me to think that you can't experience all the same colors the same way that I do. On the other hand, there are a lot of things that you see and enjoy that the rest of us miss. You love to look at beetles, rolly-pollies and ants and have a fascination with rocks. You see the beauty in lots of objects that I sometimes view as uninteresting or commonplace.
This last week, after realizing you are colorblind, I have felt more love towards you and have been extra patient and kind with you. Your Mom says it's like I've been treating you as if you are about to die. Anyway, you're not. You just see colors differently! I love you so much and been able to feel that a lot this week. It has reminded me of how God sees us all as his children. None of us, can see as God sees. But he loves as immensely and wants us to be able to become like him someday so that we can see all the truths, beauties and majesty that he sees.
