The big picture

I think God might've known a little something about what he was doing when he put families together. Not always, because there are plenty of exceptions to the rule. But mostly I think he had the right idea. By placing certain people together, things usually fall into place. This happens by birth, adopting, fostering, step-parenting and integrated families. Sometimes things just work out in the way they were meant to. My family for instance. Both my parents and my older brother are down right terrified of spiders. My brother has of late tried to overcome his fear by watching movies & documentaires, but he still doesn't get closer that a foot or so to the terrariums in the zoo. I, on the other hand, can pluck them off my shirt or brush them away without a second thought. So, since I became old enough, I have been the spider and other creepy bug displacer in my family. My parents are out-and-out treehuggers. They shudder at the thought of harming ANY living creature. Except, duh, spiders. My father will not step on a spider. He will instead reach for a can of Raid and (not, he doesn't just give the poor arachnid a spritz or 2) he will hold the can and spray until the thing drowns instead of just being poisoned. So I think God knew what he was doing by placing me with these insane people. It was his way of insuring that these 3 people do not end up standing on chairs shrieking at a daddy-long-legs for the rest of their lives. Now, that happened by birth right. But when I think of my family now, my husband and 2.5 children, this is what I mean by the right people coming together at the right time. They are all allergic to wasps, bees and hornets. Their reactions go from moderate to severe. If I get stung, I pluck out the stinger and go about my business with just a bump and a little pain. So now I am also the flying-insect dispenser. No I don't think either of these was an accident. He saw a need, an opening you could say, and I fit the bill. I'm not saying I'm the completely unpertable one in this place. I have my own hang-ups and things that give me the creeps. But mainly it's dead things. We've had quite a few of our lizards & frogs die over time, and I simply can't go near the tank until it is disposed of. I've called my sister-in-law to walk to my house and remove a dead frog from his tank so I could walk through the room again. My husband just reaches in and pulls whatever out and stuffs it into a bag. So, our hodge-podge family might just seem that way on the surface. None of it was coincidental or anything. We got in each others way on purpose, because we had to for one reason or another. No, I wouldn't call it fate, destiny or even ka. Just the big picture.