Many years ago, when my children were young, I read a book that inspired me. I don’t remember the title of the book or the author’s name. All I remember was “Special Me,” and a red plate. It was about giving your children turns at being “Special Me.” It involved a meal with the “Special Me” child having the red plate.
I didn’t own a red plate and I didn’t see the need to spend the money on one. Instead, I simply started “Special Me” nights once a week. The child of honor got to choose what we had for supper that night as well as the games we played after we ate.
Imparting an understanding of their value is what motivated me to incorporate this weekly event. I wanted my children to feel special, and this was one of the ways I thought would help accomplish my goal. Interesting how things turned out.
Recently, my son – now married and in his thirties – shared his thoughts with me. He appreciated the “Special Me” nights from his childhood, but for a different reason. What he took away from those times was interesting. He learned that there are times when we need to do the things we don’t like or aren’t interested in to help others feel special.
Who would have thought? Everyone has a different perspective. I’m sure there are some who think “Special Me” times teach selfishness. A different perspective can paint a whole different picture.
Bring in this perspective concept into relationships. How many relational problems arise because we think everyone else has the same perspective as we have? Why is it that one man’s junk is another man’s treasure? Different perspective.
Before you’re quick to assume, judge, criticize, or tune someone out, try to see things from their perspective. Be open that maybe what you see isn’t the only way to see something. Like the picture above, some see a beautiful young lady, while others see an old hag. Recognize that there may be more to something than what you see or hear.
