“Can You Play?”
Nearly every day when I got home from elementary school, I picked up the telephone and dialed my friend down the street.
“Hey!” I said into the receiver. “Can you play?”
As I’ve grown older, ‘play’ stayed behind, spending eternity with other childhood mysteries like Santa Claus.
Who decides when Play must be buried? As though the executioner also decided we no longer need it in our lives. Because the truth is that we always need play. We always need wonder. And it’s not impossible to bring those things with us into adulthood. Difficult, maybe, like bringing your baby blankie to college. But not impossible.
Which is why I found it extremely enticing when Holley Gerth called me up today and asked if I could play. (Well, she didn’t actually call me, but she did invite all of her blog readers to a play day.)
Take this “do what you can” step for your God-sized dream…Take some time to play. Do something creative. Snap a picture. Build a Pinterest board. Make a craft. Read a book. Bake a treat. Wrestle with your kids. Whatever energizes you. It can be related to your God-sized Dream in some way or totally different. Sometimes along the way to our dreams we just need a little time to play. It helps us keep going and reminds us not to take ourselves too seriously.
I shouted “Yes!” into the receiver without even asking my mom first. I had spent the morning writing an article for my magazine so I decided to spend playtime doing something a bit different. In fact, I did something I haven’t done in almost a decade: I drew something. I know I’m not the greatest artist in the world (especially when it comes to shading), but there’s something about the scratching of a pencil tip against paper that soothes me.
And playtime isn’t meant for comparison, anyway. It’s designed for fun.
So, tell me, can you come out to play today?