Let yourself play . . .
God gave you and I our love of words, whether we speak or write them. The possibilities for good or evil within words are many: in the working out of imagination minds, hearts, and souls are revealed.
Adventure, the brave fight, compassion, perseverance–I enjoy writing from the mind of a character involved with these. But I fall for the lie that I have no time to play with words.
Deadlines, doubts, or fear of the outcome of my work often steal my joy. I peg steadily at my keyboard, a frown on my face.
“Life is all serious work.”
What if the Creator of all ordered you to play? Play seriously? To probe the full range of your gifted ability? Eager, excited over each new discovery?
After all, what is play but enjoying and pushing and testing, smiling at the scope of what you are doing?
I know of no play that accomplishes nothing. Often when the least is done outside, the soul gains most. Ask the Giver of all good things for strength to seize the joy of play He has put within you.
Fight for that joy against dull duty, heartless worry, and torturing fears. Kindle the fire of love and joy. Play. All good things exist because of Him.
Do not fear. It is His joy to give you the kingdom. He invented play.