“Laughter makes good medicine.” – Proverbs 17:22
Jonathan had many endearing quirks. He kept a meticulous inventory of all of the drains in the house and began most conversations with a weather forecast. He loved red things, the number nine, and was fascinated with lawn care equipment and the moon. In fact, I was informed that the moon was in its gibbous phase at that moment. He constantly carried two red discs in his hands that he called his “apples.” He had a table in his room where he displayed all of his most cherished possessions. His apples, his nines, his red nine, and so on. I have affectionately come to call it his “shrine.”
As I got in my car to leave, Jonathan saw me out to my minivan. He conducted a thorough inspection for a moon roof, but was disappointed to find none. He then informed me of everyone he knew that did have a moon roof.
As time has gone on, his passions have grown and changed. Today, he loves science, performing “experiments,” and outer space, but perhaps his most curious preoccupation is garbage cans. Of all the things for a four-year-old to fall in love with – garbage cans! Jonathan is the personification of the cliche that one man’s trash is another man’s treasure. His shrine is now decorated with all things garbage. He has an enviable collection of garbage can toys called “Trashies.” One would think that the manufacturer of this particular toy has a direct line to Jonathan’s brain, because I can’t imagine that there is a huge population of pint-sized garbage can enthusiasts out there. In addition to his cans, Jonathan has a series of garbage trucks and wanted to be the garbage man this past Halloween.
Then, one day, Jonathan’s world changed forever.
A flyer was delivered in the mail explaining that new garbage cans were going to be delivered to his home in the month of October! Jonathan gave the flyer a prominent place on his shrine, and when October came, he frequently would ask when the new garbage cans would arrive. Finally one afternoon, Jonathan saw the delivery truck in his neighborhood! It was like his birthday and Christmas all rolled into one! He chatted up the delivery men, whom I’m sure had never met a citizen who was more appreciative of their service to the community. As the truck pulled away and Jonathan was left to bask in the glow of his brand new garbage cans, he declared, “Life will never be the same.”
You’re right, Jonathan. It won’t – thanks to you.