We all deserve a break, a rest, a moment of reprieve, and a good dose of fun. Good times among family and friends can be a lifesaver when things get tough. When fun is revival, life is fuller. Tonight, I consider the healing power of engaging fun activities. It’s not a list of things to do or try. It’s simply an observation.We were not made to live so seriously.
Giggles and creative expression have been restorative for me. Though I’m not much for physical activity, I do enjoy dancing and exercising. I love it more when I can incorporate those things in social activities like conference parties, birthday parties, or time with family and friends. I can’t help but think that fun is revival. The heart is revived. The spirit is revived, and we come to life again. How quickly we forget to be like children when we become adults. We squeeze the joy out of things so many times, and often do not see the wonder like children do. Tonight, I want to remember how we are called to abundant, full life.
What would happen if we allowed ourselves to take a break? What if we lessened our tight grip on trying to always have it together? What if we let go and got loose and free? I mean like dance as though no one were watching, laugh out loud, and be adventurous. It’s changing my perspective on fun as a way of resting from all the seriousness of living. I need a moment away from all the adulting so I can be a big kid.
Maybe fun is a secret weapon to fighting back the darkness that would attempt to shroud us in guilt. Maybe it is our ally when the things are going horribly wrong. I don’t mean we should pretend everything is hunky-dory. I mean acknowledge our human need for cheerfulness when the living gets us down. I’m still learning, but this much I know is true. When fun is revival, the heavy weights are lifted. I am less focused on all the things that aren’t going well, and I open up a space in my heart to breathe in expanding light. I want to remember to have childlike amazement. I want to remember to have FUN!
Here’s to making room in life for things that allow me to experience laughter, physical movement, and creative expression. Life is too short to stay locked in the solemn things.
This post is a part of my 31 Days of Writing challenge and the second half of the lemonade stories. There will always be stories to tell and moments of when. It’s about taking the sour things of life and reframing them to find the sweetness of faith, hope, and resilience. I hope you’ll join me on this month-long journey. You’ll also find me sharing bits and pieces on my Twitter and IG accounts. I’d love to see you here, and you can also subscribe to my blog/newsletter here.