I watched my son play with toys I cherished as a child. I had fought to guard them through my childhood. I was so careful with them all those years. He was not like that. He wanted to play with them, even if it was messy. A thought came to mind as I watched my son play: “Why have it, if you don’t use it?” What was the point of keeping those toys under lock-and-key for private, careful admiration? The toys were meant to be used. I had actually missed a lot of the fun and experience I could have had with those cars. In a way, I misused them, and I did not get to enjoy them. We often treat spiritual gifts like this.