“I give you praise, Father, Lord of heaven and earth, for although you have hidden these things from the wise and the learned you have revealed them to the childlike.” –Luke 10:21-22
The first time someone told me that I should consider diversifying my assets, I became physically ill and wanted to check myself into the nearest Urgent Care. This bruising moment of adult realization caused intense mourning for days of sandboxes and dressing up as Robin for Halloween. When I got home, I saw my stuffed monkey in the closet and remembered that I had named him Patrick when I was seven. For a moment, I felt better.
I am not entirely sure when Patrick became a toy that nostalgia claimed as her own and made a home for him on a rarely visited shelf, but at some point in life, I become more proud of getting my oil changed, house cleaned, and laundry folded then I was on doing emergency surgery on a stuffed dog named Spot, which my four-year-old niece will convincingly tell you saved Spot’s life.
To be sure, I am not advocating never updating your financial portfolio, cleaning your house, or maintaining your car. A thirty-something-year old can still exist and look at people without judgment or fear. But the seven-year-old hidden behind a wall of a successful career, a tailored shirt, and a just-out-of-price-range briefcase will always and continually be asking for a play date with you. When our chronological age was tender, we had yet to be taught about socioeconomic status, race, gender wars, sexual orientation, or a myriad of other polemic labels. We just wanted to put on a puppet show.
If you are reading this, I am sure you are a card carrying member of the adult class. Carry that card, but just please remember, no one asked you to turn the other one in, certainly not He who extols the childlike. Patrick might want to see more than the inside of a closet. Spot, God forbid, might need surgery again. Someone might need your unbiased smile, to be called friend, and to be embraced before needlessly labeled.
In all honesty, I might reconsider diversifying my assets, but I will make a concerted effort to diversify my habits and pay for the person behind me in the drive thru. That might be childlike, but I’m okay with that.