As an AS person my visual awareness is really heightened, so I perceive colours in an extremely vivid way, and this in turn produces in me a series of strong, emotional and exhilarating responses, so much so, that I feel that I can almost taste them.
It is not only colours but shapes and small details that just jump into my brain without me having a say, and when I see plants, trees, flowers, and all that is embodied perfectly in nature, I can say with conviction that God My Father is an artist who created the world and all that is in it with absolute mastery.
The exquisite work of His hands is ever present around us and we often take it for granted and do not meditate on our smallness before the Great Creator of such wonders. People should see what is around us with childlike eyes and I believe that many AS people are
granted this gift of wonder. God the artist Father has created such beauty that it makes my soul jump for joy. Take the shape of the rose, perfectly formed and in such a range of colours that it is a feast for the eyes. God the artist Father has been so good with me that he allows me to enjoy this extra sensorial experience. I believe that similarly enhanced visual awareness has made some AS people artists in many disciplines, inspired by the creation of our God the artist Father.
In my family, we have a large number of AS people and also, a great number of artists like my earthly father, who is a writer and poet and who has always loved God the artist Father. It was him who guided me towards the adoration, veneration and reverence of the Highest. This Christian spiritual guidance I also received from my lovely mother.
It leaves me speechless to see nature’s perfect tapestry of colours, textures, and shapes, all woven in perfect harmony, and I hear myself saying “wow!” when I realise that it is the Highest who has created them, and that He is my Father, my own heavenly Dad, and that I am his little one. It hurts when people dismiss the ownership of God the artist Father of the wonders he created. They use some scientific explanation or other, as if any scientific explanation would have the capacity to make your heart jump for joy, give peace, and refreshment for your soul, or produce everlasting goodness.
Those futile explanations leave you prone to human vanity and emptiness. They put you in an ever-turning hamster wheel, trying to find explanations without cease. These individuals, deceived by their own intellect, became hollow dried-out husks, without a living soul, searching, always searching, for answers in the wrong places.
As for me, I thank God for the blessing of My Asperger Syndrome, which has made me see the
irrefutable reality of His existence, mastery, and love for us, displayed in His perfect and divine Creation.
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