As a Child

As a Child

Matthew 18:3: “Truly I say to you, unless you are converted and become like children,

you will not enter the kingdom of heaven.”

As a four-generation family we visited a children’s museum this past summer. I’m not sure who had more fun, my dad, or his great-grandchild. As I watched, and played, I remembered advice from a long-time ago pastor: have fun every day. Seek joy every day. I realized lately that I’ve let a lot of my trickle away and I need to reboot how I look at life. Play involves looking for new experiences and learning, chasing things, repeating the fun stuff.

Looking for new experiences: As soon as we walked into the children’s museum we were overwhelmed with where to go and what to do. Kids were everywhere, trying everything. My grandson headed for the fire truck. Dad headed for colored balls. I headed for musical chimes, my son went to check out a water system. Getting out and being with others felt good. I’d become a couch potato as I got back into my full time job of editing. It’s not work I can multi-task and takes a lot of concentration, but I forget to take breaks and network, and think about meeting the needs of others. I went back on my local volunteer organization’s drivers list and go new places. I reminded myself appreciate new experiences, like if the place I want to visit was closed, there might be something new around the corner.

Chasing things: We all eventually ended up at the model of a lock and dam, real water, boats, “fish” and poles, swinging doors that open and close. Forget the rubber aprons, we just splashed right in. The boat got away from my grandson on the currents of the waterway, but that’s what was supposed to happen. It wouldn’t get anywhere if it stayed in one place, and he’d quickly abandon it anyway if it just sat in a puddle. We played there the longest and it was a good lesson in “never give up,” even when unexpected things happen.

Repeating the fun stuff: My dad and my grandson both took enormous pleasure at watching a colored scar blow through a pneumatic tube system. It was a small thing, but it didn’t get old–looking for the scarf, trying to catch it when it blew through the exit. Repetition is the mother of learning, my Russian language professor used to say in class; there’s a comfort to finding a process that works and waiting to see what will happen even if we’re not sure where and when that will be. I am a writer–it’s new every day, but it’s also familiar in researching, putting words on paper, tweaking them until I know they’ll bring joy to someone.

Enjoy life, sometimes like a child, learn, grow, always look around the corner, be persistent.

Thank you, Lord, for reminding me I need to look at life through the eyes of a child. 


Lisa Lickel About Lisa Lickel

Lisa Lickel enjoys the Wisconsin good life, where she ponders and writes. The author of inspirational novels, she is also the editor of Creative Wisconsin Magazine for the Wisconsin Writers Association.

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