Do you remember being a kid and friends call and ask if you could come over and play? (I realize maybe not all of us had friends as a kid, but I hope you can imagine the playfulness of children.)
It has been awhile since I asked someone to “come over and play.” As an adult, the question is more “do you want to come over for dinner or go out somewhere?” There is an element of play in having dinner or going out with friends, but it does not have the same feel as the simple request of “do you want to come over and play?”. Kids asking to play want just that – to play.
As an adult, I worry about making sure I have snacks and drinks if people come over, and that there is something to “do.” I don’t think I worried about those things as a kid. The main worry was whether my friend could come over and play.
How can we get back to the heart of a child and invite our friends and ourselves to go out and play? What would our lives look like if we gave ourselves permission to play regularly?
May we all seek to find our inner child and go play this week - and the next.