As the prophet Zechariah writes about God returning to Zion, "And the streets of the city shall be full of boys and girls playing in its streets." (Zecharaiah 8:5)
This seems like a very Un-Lenten (is that even a word?) thing to write about. This is spring break week, which may not mean much to many, but if you are still connected with school age kids, its means young lives that have extra time off. For Choice and I it means a little extra, and cherished, time with grand kids that are growing up so quickly. It meant time to play , and play we did.
It was not spectacular stuff. We rode bikes, went to the creek, walked across fields, got out the monopoly game, and more, and even some yard work that we did had a sense of play. Was I always ready for more? Not exactly. but the effort put forth held no regret at the end of the day. And the tired feeling was a sweet and blessed one.
We cannot play all the time, but maybe a playful attitude is not a bad thing to take into some of the times that we treat so seriously. As has been voiced before, I doubt that at the end of this life I will wish I had worked more and played less.
"For the gifts of the days of our lives we thank you Lord. Please guide us in good use of them. May we know joy and peace, and share the same with those around us. In the name of the Christ. Amen."