Play needs no purpose. That is why play can go on and on as
long as players find it meaningful. After all, we do not dance in order to get
somewhere. We dance around and around. A piece of music doesn't come to an end
when its purpose is accomplished. It has no purpose, strictly speaking. It is
the playful unfolding of a meaning that is there in each of its movements, in
every theme, every passage: celebration of meaning. Pachelbel's Canon is one of
the magnificent superfluities of life. Every time I listen to it, I realize
anew that some of the most superfluous things are the most important for us
because they give meaning to our human life. We need this kind of experience to
correct our worldview. Too easily are we inclined to imagine that God created
this world for a purpose. We are so caught up in purpose that we would feel
more comfortable if God shared our preoccupation with work. But God plays. The
birds in a single tree are sufficient proof that God did not set out with a
divine no-nonsense attitude to make a creature that would perfectly achieve the
purpose of a bird. The purpose of a bird. What could that purpose be I wonder?
There are titmice, juncos, and chickadees; woodpeckers, gold finches, starlings
and crows. The only bird never created is the no-nonsense bird. As we open our
eyes and hearts to God's creation, we quickly perceive that God is playful, a
God of leisure.
Gratefulness, the
Heart of Prayer by Brother David Steindl-Rast
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