Life – No Game

The Lord’s Day at Foundation Church is always a blessing to my children. To them, and to us, it is indeed the Queen of days. They love to hear God’s word, sing, pray, eat the bread and drink the wine and spend the rest of the day with dozens of their best friends. Most Sundays several families come to our home from the community center where we meet and we eat some more, talk some more and play games.

Recently a group of the children were piled around our square oak table playing the game “Life”. My wife had purchased the game at the thrift store because she had remembered playing it as a child.

One of the women of the church told my wife the kids were playing Life and she instantly thought back to when she had played it and realized Life’s values were quite different from ours.

The woman began to laugh when she saw the expression of my wife’s face and told her she had been enjoying the way this group of kids played the game.

The fun started for the mom when she heard a conversation among the kids about college. In the game, her pre-teen son, Carter, was being offered a college degree if he would go into debt.

“I’ll go to college,” Carter said, “but I’m not going into debt.”

My 12-year-old son, Nathanael, later told me he found a way in the game to go to school without going into debt that only costs half. His strategy was, being wise as a serpent and gentle as a dove, to get Carter to go in debt so it would, in his words, “set him back a bit.”

The next bit of fun came when my 11-year-old daughter, Elizabeth, was given a career and wanted everyone to know that this would not be her job but her husband’s. She would be too busy with the kids to do the job.

She was also quite bothered by some of the limitations of the game.

“They only let you have four children,” she said, “can you believe that.”

None of them could understand the “bad news-card” telling one of the players he’d had twins.

How could twins be bad news, they wondered. J

I’m glad life is different for these kids than it was for me. I’m also glad they still wanted to win the game, but were not willing to play the way Life thinks they should play.

It reminded me a little of story in the book of Daniel about three other children. May all our children be faithful in or out of their homes like Shadrach, Meshach, and Abednego.

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