I shamelessly copied this idea from Anna's 23rd birthday party this past November. :)

Dressed
up like our younger selves,
we showed up wearing
clown costumes,
overalls,
cowboy boots,
wigs,
hats,
bathrobes,
pigtails,
little girl hair barrettes,
letter jackets—
and let’s not forget
the raccoon stuffed animal
that stole the show.
Some
came in costume.
Some did not.
But we all laughed
looking at the photos
of the little people
we once were
because
life is too short
not to embrace
the whimsy and delight,
the silly
and the ridiculous.
It’s
been said
that we are every age
we’ve ever been.
So
we asked:
What do we hope
we never lose
from those earlier selves?
And
the wisdom
bubbled up
around the room:
Talk
to anyone.
Smile more.
Be brave.
Be
kind.
Be a learner—
your whole life.
Be playful—
not worrying
what anyone else thinks.
Embrace
joy.
Curiosity.
Freedom.
Confidence.
New discoveries.
Be
your own
biggest fan.
Creative
God,
who knit us together,
who calls us by name
and knows us inside out—
Bless
us now.
Bless
the ones we were.
Bless who we are.
And bless us
in our becoming,
as
we are
still being made.
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liturgy I put together for this year's gathering: