Just My Imagination

When I was a little girl, my siblings and I used to wander through the woods. We would roll down hills that were covered in ferns and so much greenery that it felt as though green was the only color that existed. Playing outside was the most exciting time for us. We had nature and each other to entertain ourselves.

One of the games we used to play was the lava monster. There were barrels out by the chicken coop and we put boards down to cross between them so we couldn't touch the ground. The game was about staying away from the lava or the monster would get you. We would play until the sun started falling from the sky or until Mom called us for dinner. She would ask how our day was and with our imaginations running wild we would tell her of the monster in the back yard. Mom was good for laughing and letting our imaginations be free.

As children we trust our parents to know whats best. But I feel like as parents, we have fallen short of the task. Our need to have more has taken away our innermost child. As we grow up and become adults we often forget what fun children can have if we just guide them to use your God given imaginations. Parents, or even Aunts and Uncles work so much that they don't have time to spend with the ones who hold our future.

I am a firm believer that if you have children in your lives you need to help them improve their minds. Help them use their imaginations. From imagination come dreams. When we dream, we have hope. Hope then brings us love and understanding and the desire for a better future. Can you imagine if every child was allowed to dream? Our world would change. People would start creating a better future all because they dreamed; all because they used their imaginations.