"It's Time to Party"

We read "It's Time to Party" this morning on the show.  I'm re-typing it here for those who asked.  For those new to the show, I think this will explain some things... 

 

By the way, I read this back in the 90s.  Mike Yaconelli was -- and remains -- a major influence on me, and many others who resonate with his book Messy Spirituality among other works.  He passed away in a car accident a few years ago. 

 

It's Time to Party

Mike Yaconelli

May-June 1989 The Door 

 

Recently, my wife and I were having our devotions and reading our favorite devotional guide, Cosmopolitan.  In it was another one of those mindless quizzes.  (You know the ones:  How Responsible Are You?  How Sensual Are You?  Do You Have ESP?  Will Your Marriage Last?)  One of the questions caught my eye.  It said:

 

Which one would you prefer?

a)  A wild, turbulent life filled with joy, sorrow, passion, and adventure -- intoxicating successes and stunning setbacks, or

 

b)  A happy, secure, predictable life surrounded by many friends and family, without such wide swings of fortune and mood?

 

I thought the answer was obvious.  Everyone, I thought, would choose the first option.  I was shocked to discover that a good majority would choose the second option.  And then it occurred to me:  I have been working with adolescents for the past twenty-nine years.  And, when I ask them to describe adults, one word always comes up -- borrrrring.

 

As I began to think about it, I realized that most adults I know are boring.  They don't have fun anymore.  Oh sure, get a few drinks under their belts and they act alive for awhile.  But that's not what I mean.  I'm talking about being and acting alive all the time.

 

The truth is that games are wasted on the young.  Little kids don't know how to play games.  Remember when you were seven years old and you played hide and seek?  You'd hide behind a telephone pole with half your body hanging out.  No, hide and seek isn't for children.  It's for people like you and me.  Now that I am forty-six, I know how to hide.  I'm a darn good hider.

 

I have suggested a game of hide and seek to many adult audiences and I am always amazed at the response.  I see adults all throughout the group nudging each other, quietly discussing a great hiding place they just thought of, secretly planning a game with their children.  It doesn't take much to make most of us realize that we have become too serious, too tense, too stressful.  The result is that we have forgotten how to live life.  It seems like the older we get, the more difficult it is for us to enjoy living.  It reminds me of a description given by the Rabbi Edward Cohn:

 

"Life is tough.  It takes up a lot of your time, all your weekends, and what do you get in the end of it?. . . I think that the life cycle is all backward.  You should die first, get it out of the way.  Then you live twenty years in an old age home.  You et kicked out when you're too young.  You get a gold watch, you go to work.  You work forty years until you're young enough to enjoy your retirement.  Yo go to college;  you party until you're ready for high school;  you go to grade school; you become a little kid; you play.  You have no responsibilities.  You become a little baby; you go back into the womb; you spend your last months floating; and you finish up as a gleam in somebody's eye."

 

It's hard to imagine we were a gleam in someone's eye once.  What happened to the gleam in our eye?  What happened to that joyful, crazy, spontaneous, fun-loving spirit we once had?  That childlikeness in all of us gets snuffed out over the years.

 

A.W. Tozer once said, "This society has put out the light in men's souls."  He had it right.  The more pagan a society becomes, the more boring its people become.  The sign that Jesus is in our hearts, the evidence of the truth of the Gospel is . . . we still have a light on in our souls.  We still have a gleam in our eye.  We are alive, never boring, always playful, exhibiting in our everydayness the "spunk" of the Spirit.

 

the light in our souls is not some pious somberness.  It is the spontaneous, unpredictable love of life.  Christians are not just people who live godly lives.  We are people who know how to live period.  Christians are not just examples of moral purity.  We are also people filled with a bold mischievousness.  Christians not only know how to practice piety.  We also know how to party.  

 

I believe it's time for the party to begin. 

 

 

 

 

 

posted by Brant Hansen at 3:15 PM on February 25th, 2010
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Loved that you shared it!!!! It is sooooooooooooo true!!!!

Hope people read this and choose to live life again instead of just existing & worrying!!!!!
Posted By Amber | February 25, 2010 @ 9:19
great post! one other thing i want to point out is that before the fall, the earth, and most likely the rest of the universe too, were adam and eve's playground. sure they had things to do in the garden, but they had the entire universe to explore and eternity to explore it in. this is one of the wonderful things that i look forward to the most when i think about God making everything new. one day the universe is going to be my playground.
Posted By Stone | February 25, 2010 @ 9:20
Didn't get to hear this on the air, but I probably have the issue in a box somewhere. Mike Y was one of the greatest influences in my early days of my faith. He is sorely missed and I look forward to the day when I will get to party with him soon!
Posted By Chuck Stark | February 25, 2010 @ 9:34
I actually got a little sad when I read this. I would have picked: b) A happy, secure, predictable life surrounded by many friends and family, without such wide swings of fortune and mood?
Why?? Because my childhood was a huge mess. Nothing was secure. Nothing was predictable. I have worked so hard to give my children a life that is as predictable as possible, structured, with consistency and lots of love.
I am by no means attacking what you've written. You're right. But apparently I'm: a. too afraid to live life on the edge with God or b: not too sure on how to go about it.
In my quest to be a responsible parent, I sometimes lose my ability to be childlike. Almost....
I must share that the other night when my son and I were in the living room, I decided to chase him around the house after he shot me with his nerf gun. He's 13 and thinks I'm just a big meanie lately and was actually tickled that we were playing. As he ran from me, he tried his darnest to shoot me with the nerf gun We spent quite a bit of time running around and then my husband hid and jumped out to scare me. It was actually the most fun I've had in while. What parents do you know play this way with their teen? I know I don't know any.
And even though I'd opt for the second option, I don't seem to be making too much progress on that one. The more I seek the Lord, the more things seem to happen. Some good, some not so good but we grow and learn through them. Yay. Lol. It's not always easy but God didn't promise it would be. He only promised to never leave us or forsake us.
Anyway, I think I've completely forgotten my point. Or maybe not. I think what I was trying to say is: Even though I'd opt for the happy and secure life, I don't shy away from the way God is leading me. And He usually doesn't lead me on the boring route. So all in all, I guess I'm doing just fine.
Thanks for letting me share
Posted By Becca | March 26, 2010 @ 9:23
I don't now who said this, but I read this in a quote book once... It's stuck with me ever since...

"You don't stop playing because you grow old; you grow old because you stop playing."

Fits perfectly.
Posted By Cory D. Jones | March 30, 2010 @ 6:33
told me personally that he doesn't even read these comments
Posted By Brent | June 29, 2010 @ 4:03
Brant told me he doesn't even read these comments; just fyi.
Posted By Brent | June 29, 2010 @ 4:05
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