“Toni, are you ready for this news? You might need to sit down.” On the first day of the three day fast last week my dear Uruguayan friend and Godly Play accomplace, Maria Terra, called me. ”Okay, Maria, what is it?” She began to tell me all about how, after two years of trying to implement Godly Play in her parish, her Godly Play team had fallen apart due to job related moves. She had spent a day the week before cleaning out the Godly Play space and storing all of their stories in her attic. All the while crying and asking God what was going to happen. How could all of her efforts to see Godly Play move forward in her parish fall through and end in nothing? [click to continue…]
All of us are living a dream. But the majority of us can’t wake up long enough to realize it is someone else’s dream, and not our own true heart’s, that has given shape to these tortuous and sometimes nightmarish doldrums of days, months, and years that we often call “real life.”
If the background feverish anxiety that plagues us could be replaced by legitimate suffering on the pathway toward achieving our heart’s true desire, we would certainly suffer more keenly. We would also, however, be overwhelmed with the true and lasting satisfaction of answering God’s call to take our place as co-creators of a new way.
Simply spending time with others who are on a journey, who are living their dream, is good. But never setting out ourselves does not a journey make.
I start a journey by greeting my fear, then resolving, asking for help and guidance, and most importantly, by setting out for somewhere.
It is perhaps far better to wake up on the wrong journey, and make a correction, than to fully satiate my appetite for adventure by living vicariously off the journeys of others.
