Often I get the impression that people think the spiritual life is a struggle, something serious. Clergy bear a lot of the blame for this. I think we clergy make it serious so we can stay in control. That's not just silly, it's harmful. Here's a little poem to help you enjoy God today. It's from St Teresa of Avila, the sixteenth century Spanish nun, who knew more than her share of serious clerics.
How did those priests ever get so serious and preach all that gloom? I don't think God tickled them yet.
Beloved--hurry!*
Intention: Today I'll open myself to playfulness and sense in it the tickle of the Beloved.