One day as I was reflecting on my childhood, I realized how “un-spontaneous” I have become as an adult. Chained to my daily habits, I rarely deviate from my normal schedule on a whim.
It kind of saddened me at first–to see how much I’ve changed. But then a little glimmer of hope rose up that seemed to whisper, “You could be that girl again.”
Do some reflection. Is there something you enjoyed or quality you possessed as a child that you have long-since abandoned now that you are an adult?
Pick it up, dust it off, try it on for size. Maybe you could “wear” that bit of your childhood again…
I wonder what would happen if we chose to “grow up” to be like the child we used to be?
For the natural man is an enemy to God, and has been from the fall of Adam, and will be, forever and ever, unless he yields to the enticings of the Holy Spirit, and putteth off the natural man and becometh a saint through the atonement of Christ the Lord, and becometh as a child, submissive, meek, humble, patient, full of love, willing to submit to all things which the Lord seeth fit to inflict upon him, even as a child doth submit to his father.”Mosiah 3:19
I think the times we are most childlike are the times we touch heaven–the times we connect with who our spirits once were and who they are destined to become.
As for me, I think I’ve found some childlike qualities in the trunk of my memory and these childlike “cloaks” are now hanging on a hook where I can see them often and smile. Maybe one day soon I’ll be brave enough to take one off the hook and wear it again…