The other day I was claimed the evil villian b/c I really didnt want to play with them after work. I was tired and not ready to "play". They don't care if I am tired and they will annoy the heck out of me until I play. I eventually revert to tickling them until they cannot breathe. By that time I am ready to play b/c there laughter is so worth it. So I am the tickle monster named "Billy". Josh usually doesnt want to roll around on the floor and tickle. Josh usually wants to eat dinner, but Billy would rather not eat, but build big pillow forts and scare all the people of Lala Land.
Some adults have no imagination... rolling on the floor with their kids is not their "personality".
Here are few examples of the ways we subsitute our role as a parent for superifcial ways of entertaining our kids; buying them stuff, putting them in a little league, intentions of being the "cool" mom, taking them to church, putting them in front of the tv.
Here are a few common excuses you here from Parents, "They just wont listen to me"... "I have alot of things going on right now im just stressed"... "I told them not to do that"... my favorite one is, "they got that from their "Daddy".The fractured relationships between parents and kids is by no means simple, but I would propose this solution.
Dream. Your imagination is a terrible thing to waste. Our imagination allows us to do something we think is totally pointless and do something someone else thinks is priceless.
I am starting a church, this is not necessarily my first option. I get tired just thinking about how many times I would have to speak.. all the weekends I would lose... the stigma of being a minister in Parker County... and dragging my wife and kids through peoples unlofty expectations. I don't think Weatherford is God's gift to Texas, I didn't grow up here, and didn't expect to raise a family here, but I've met some genuine people here. I've shared life with those people and have been intrigued to see how God uses people in small places to make eternal impacts.
There are more different types of people in Weatherford than I thought, yet many Parents resisted those differences for their kids out of a fear of Gods will. Not all of them ride a horse, play football, talk with a draw, hunt deer, shop at "Pennys" and drive pickups. So, I will continue to play along here in Weatherford, and when I have a hard day I might move on, or I might get back on the floor and play.
In the same way, I encourage you to find someone who you think has a pointless life and play their game. Listen to their story and play along. You might be the vilian or might just change the world.