.. this Christmas Eve I had the pleasure of playing the game of Life with my nieces and nephews…
Most of these nieces and nephews were well below the suggested age bracket of “8 and up” that was printed on the box…
But they all wanted to play… so we opened the box… and put the board together.
… when I pointed out the starting place on the board.. one of my nephews looked at it with doubt.. and said that it looked more like the end of the game…
I think more than one person would say that starting a career or starting college would be the end of their life.. or at least the end of all things “fun”…
.. as I tried to get them all focused on setting up the game to play… they were FAR more interested in filling their cars full of kids … or visiting their uncle Tim in Jail.. or picking out their houses.. and definitely running over their little people…
.. finally I gave up trying to show them the rules and just watched them play.. I watched them drive their cars backwards on the roads.. ha .. that is IF they stayed on the roads at all..
As I watched them play?
I couldn’t help but think how they represented the world around us.
Not everyone wants to follow the rules of Life..
.. and some people don’t get the option of starting at the beginning.. OR following the road exactly..
Some of us start OUT doing things according to the rules.. traveling the roads in the directions we are supposed to.. ONLY to find a detour (or two) that takes us off the main stream road..
… job changes
… house fire
The point is?
The point is.. that there is no “perfect” road through life. No rules that apply to every person..
Who was I to tell them that my game “rules” were more fun than the “rules” they were playing by… ??
…so I laughed.. and pointed out to my nephew that it didn’t matter if he was driving backwards on the road.. but that Jesus wouldn’t want him to run over his kids…
… He looked down at the game pieces and scowled..
“Those aren’t my kids.. that’s my wife.”
I silently vowed to never loan him my keys as I helped his poor wife back in his car.