It keeps coming up. I had just gotten up from spending time with God, journaling, hearing again about “play.” As often happens, I slightly doubted what I had heard. I don’t doubt God’s ability to speak, but often I doubt my ability to hear Him (side note: it’s a no brainer to me that if I “hear” something that doesn’t align with Scripture, it’s not from Him). And He is so kind. I picked up my device to check something and there was a new notification on the screen telling me that a friend of mine had added a Pinterest board entitled, “Play.” And this friend has connections in my mind with particular life dreams (that began in childhood) that God is also encouraging me about. With that He encouraged me to believe, like a child.
Play. Being childlike. Trusting my Father. Having fun. Not being productive. I’m slightly embarrassed when I think how long He has been speaking to me about this and therefore how long it’s taking me to get it. Years. But it’s ok. It’s like a long conversation. I’m learning that He loves the process, the long conversations, just as I love teaching my own kids things that take years because there are so many layers of learning. So much time together, communicating. So many layers, so many individual lessons. I’m realizing I cannot cram all of these into one blog post. So I’ll end this one where it all began for me long ago; with these favorite verses:
“[Jesus] said to them, ‘Let the little children come to me, and do not hinder them, for the kingdom of God belongs to such as these. Truly I tell you, anyone who will not receive the kingdom of God like a little child will never enter it.’ And he took the children in his arms, placed his hands on them and blessed them.” Mark 10:14-16