This word has two meanings: to play and to bring about creation once again.  And perhaps that is a hint to us humans that when we were created–as we morphed from clay in the earth–it was play.  Fun.  Make believe.  Laughter.  Joy in bringing something new into the world.

Kids know how to play if they are given safe space.  Give a 3 year old an egg carton and some wooden blocks and there will be experimentation, noise and a creative mess.  But it is harder for us grown-ups I think, to feel safe in a mess, be ok with a failed experiment, laugh at a funny creation.  We have so many serious expectations of our selves.

What about having faith in the way things are?  That would be a new and creative way to live this day.  Instead of struggling against each piece of news or change in procedure, delay in traffic or disappointment in plans, just to trust the flow of the river.  To see change as play.

Now there’s an idea.