So, yesterday
Brad preached on laziness & work. The sermon was fueled by
all of those fun passages in Proverbs that talk about the "sluggard." Man, I love those passages! The sluggard has got to be one of my favorite characters in the book of Proverbs (right behind the
"youth who had no sense.") My mind is currently drifting to a mission trip to Honduras I took in high school. One of the adult leaders was a guy named Todd Waldemar. Todd was a Marine (Semper Fi!). Every morning of the trip, He would go and run about a hundred miles....bench press small cars...eat nails for breakfast...and all before anyone else would even get out of bed. After that, he would tiptoe into the boys room (yes, we were still sleeping), open his Bible and start reading in a loud, clear voice:
How long will you lie there, you sluggard?
When will you get up from your sleep?
A little sleep, a little slumber,
a little folding of the hands to rest-
and poverty will come on you like a bandit
and scarcity like an armed man.Good times. Good times. So that WASN'T why I sat down to write. Sorry about that rabbit trail.
Anyway, back to yesterday's sermon. The thing that struck me was how we think of the word "work" as a bad thing. Work is something that we are supposed to grin and bear so that we can earn some money to do the stuff that we
really want to do. (By the way, the exact same argument applies to school if you aren't old enough to have a full-time job.)
So, I think we should get rid of the word, "WORK." I don't like it. It makes us take this one part of who we are and put it in a different category as everything else. I mean, think about it for a minute. What is the difference between working the register at a restaurant and mowing the lawn? What is the difference between taking a test and playing a video game? What is the difference between playing an instrument in band class and playing for youth group? Sure, you enjoy some things more than others. But all of these things are ways that you use your mind, body and will to do something. They are all opportunities to honor God with your gifts and talents.
So I propose that we use the word
PLAY instead. When you are a kid, anytime is
playtime. Sam can
play with a carboard box as easily as an expensive toy. Who doesn't like to
play? I love the innocence of that word.
So, why can't going to work be
play? Why can't sitting in class be
play? I want to find pleasure in everything I do. I want to honor God with everything I do. It shouldn't matter whether I
choose to do something (like go shopping at Best Buy) or
have to do something (like take out the trash). It shouldn't matter whether I am getting paid (being a youth pastor) or just volunteering my services (fixing the Jamie's computer). I want
it all to be
play.
If we viewed our lives through these glasses...maybe it would be easier to find God there. By the way, play doesn't mean that your not being serious. (Trying
playing a game of pick-up basketball. It is probably being taken seriously...maybe
too seriously.) Sometimes play is light...sometimes it's heavy. But it is all about creating a life that is worth living.
How do you play? I play through fixing up my new house, talking to teenagers about God, drinking coffee, going outside with Sam, eating lunch with Kevin, reading a good book, typing in my blog, watching a movie with Crystal...and a thousand other things.