I think about the little children in my home--even though one is almost a teenager!--and I feel we've all been more serious and work-minded than cheerful and carefree. We have our lists and our activities, our obligations and our chores.
It doesn't feel lighthearted.
So I go back to childhood:
It's a day for ice cream and games! It's time for laughter and freedom. Go play! Worry over nothing! I will finish the laundry and the baking, the tidying and the dusting. You, dear child, must go be a child.
I suddenly recall Jesus reminding us to be like little children. We are lighthearted because he handles everything. You, dear child, must go be a child.
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I love this! I'm so tired of trying to handle the seriousness of life; I forgot I am still a child to God. I think I shall twirl a bit!
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