I’m not very good at “improv” games. I’ve heard it said that writers usually aren’t because they’re trained in careful, disciplined choices of language and “improv” encourages spontaneous dialogue and interaction. “Improv” doesn’t have rules, or judgment, or make room for “error” because there isn’t any. There are no criteria to live up to or judge by. The only requirement is the willingness to participate and openness to spontaneity.
But it takes courage to play “improv.” You have put away self-consciousness, trust yourself and the other players, “be present” in the moment, and follow the process where it leads. It’s also not a “secret” process or one accomplished in your prayer closet. It’s out in the open, public, usually with an audience who participates and responds by approving (or not) through clapping, hooting, laughing, friendly yells, yawning in boredom or checking their cell phones.
I am a good audience for “improv.” I usually catch a joke, or see the possibility of one when it wasn’t intended. I laugh well. But I can also see where I can add some “improv” to my life. I can recognize the many areas of life where I can be spontaneous and make decisions purely for the enjoyment and pleasure they offer. Not everything in life bears a heavy moral or ethical dilemma or is reason to be “outraged.” I’ve blogged about Eric Liddell and feeling God’s pleasure. Maybe it’s time for me to discover more of my own!