By Shirley Pirahda
We listen to a classic radio station in East Texas that uses analogies like: “If you enjoyed Aunt Bee and Barney Fife, you are our type of listener.” I certainly fit that criteria; however, since March 2020 my feelings have been more along the lines of Carole King and James Taylor’s “I Felt the Earth Move Under my Feet!” The world has shifted, and comfort and familiarity seem to be on an extended vacation. Thankfully, some things have remained the same, like Hallmark movies. Their popularity is probably due to their everything neatly tied up in a bow predictable endings.
The Word of God tells us we all came from one man and one woman and we were made for good, predictable endings: “So, God created man in His own image; in the image of God He created him; male and female He created them.” Genesis 1:27 However, there was that little picnic in the park that really was the shot heard around the world. It changed things for them, and all the children born from them.
The great divide at that famous picnic touched the very core of the sameness and difference of God’s two fruit-eating kids. For reasons known only to Him, He gave the male a single digit chromosome and the female double digits. Since packing up the picnic basket, understanding and valuing the difference in the mindsets of single verses double digits has been a challenge
Since that 4th of July in reverse celebration, the struggle to understand and value the uniqueness of the other who is not exactly like us has been an ongoing challenge. We could hashtag another movie: The Same Kind of Different as Me whose message encompasses most of the divisive scenarios facing humanity: rich verses poor, learned verses unlearned, ethnic diversity, as well as male verses female.
The signals and understanding of those on the opposite side are often confusing, but none more than the chasm between the male and female. Males, being single digits are wired for action and subduing, while the female double digits, are wired to feel safe, cherished, and protected. It can be quite exhausting for both. Simply because, deep within the DNA of the single digit is the need to be a rescuer actively alert and waiting for the moment to be a prince. In the meantime, standing in the wings is the seemingly independent double digit wondering where all the princes have gone. Thus, both digits are at an impasse. One waiting for a prince and the other waiting to be one.
On the last day of creation God added a word not used previously in describing His creation: very. “Then God saw everything that He has made, and indeed it was very good.” Genesis 1:31 The difference and uniqueness of the single and double digits is not only good; it is very good. Its only when we attempt to remake the other in our own image, as popular culture aspires to, that we place ourselves back at the garden picnic, guiltily holding the eaten fruit in our hand.
Thusly, and not in the least surprising, popular culture rejects the same kind of different as me and the results are predictably obvious. So, the children born to those fruit-eating picnickers now find themselves unsure of what is expected, what is acceptable, what is divisive, and when to use what…where. The Word of God is full of buried treasure on how to treat others, and it is applicable for all areas of life. Sadly, this treasure is only useful once discovered and the message prized for its instructions on valuing the uniqueness of others who are the same kind of different as me. God has given us wisdom, some a greater share than others, which is clearly demonstrated once behind the wheel of a car! But we cannot even begin to touch the hem of His wisdom garment. He knows us, how we think, and what we need to function.
Sadly, the ongoing challenge for the single verses double digits will continues until we embrace and value our differences. Meanwhile, more movies like Titanic with a box office income of $2.194 BILLION will be made to fulfill the inherent DNA needs of both digits.
This salad reminds me there is usefulness and beauty in things individually, but when combined become even more so. A writer spends their time attempting to convey feelings with words. So, this recipe evokes emotions in me of an artist with paint and a brush capturing the breathtaking beauty of the colorful Caribbean islands.
Corn and Avocado Salad
1 Large Clove Garlic, pressed
2 Tablespoons Lime Juice
¼ Cup Extra Virgin Olive Oil
Combine the above ingredients in a tightly sealed container. Shake well to emulsify. Refrigerate until ready to serve the salad.
4 Ears of Fresh Corn
1/3 Cup Cilantro, stems removed and lightly chopped
1/3 Cup Red Onion, chopped
1 Cup Grape Tomatoes, or Cherry Tomatoes
2 Small Avocados
1 Medium Jalapeno, finely chopped
½ Teaspoon Salt
¼ Teaspoon Black Pepper
There are several options for preparing the corn, but I prefer cooking it in the microwave with the shucks on. I cook two at a time for 5 minutes on high. If you are industrious or simply have too much time on your hands, you can grill it. Allow the corn to cool while you chop the cilantro and red onions…I was a fast learner on this one! Shuck the corn and attempt to remove all the corn silk. Stand the corn upright on a cookie sheet and using a sharp knife, slice the kernels off. Be careful not cut into the cob. Add the remaining salad ingredients and lightly toss to distribute the salt and pepper. Remove the dressing from the refrigerator and shake vigorously to emulsify again. Pour the dressing over the salad and lightly toss to cover. Unfortunately, this salad like life, must be enjoyed in the moment.