- Proverbs 17:22 (NLT) A cheerful heart is good medicine…
I hurt myself laughing today—and it felt great.
Some people are “wired” to laugh; my wife is one of those people. There’s hardly a day that goes by that she doesn’t laugh—several times. I, on the other hand, can go days without laughing, and that is sad.
I don’t think it is an accident that we learned to laugh before we learned to talk. There’s nothing like the belly laugh of a little baby. But then those little babies grow up into adults and start talking and stop laughing.
Maybe my tendency to not laugh comes with my job as a pastor. After all, I seldom get a call from someone who is laughing and so overwhelmed with joy that they just wanted to share with me about how great things are for them. Most of my calls are in the sickness, sadness, and sorrow category. Or, as I mentioned earlier, maybe it is just my “wiring” to not laugh as often.
But I think it is more than that. If the truth be known, there’s not that much laughter anywhere these days. America is angry, frustrated and worried these days; critical, cynical and complaining people are everywhere…but happy, glad, and cheerful people?—we run across people like that and we wonder what planet they are from.
Sadly, we’ve forgotten the message of Matthew 18:3—Unless we become as little children we will not enter into the Kingdom of Heaven.
I’m probably not the best one to be giving advice on laughter (Sonja and my dad would be better for this); but perhaps a good place to start is to remind ourselves that God is God and we’re not. He knows what he is doing and in the end everything is going to work out OK. In the meantime, I think He sort of expects his children to trust him enough that they can enjoy being with him and the life he provides.
There’s thirty-two days left in this year—let’s fill those days with laughter and end on a high note—even if it hurts 🙂
Note: This blog is dedicated to my first cousin, Charles Batts who regaled us with funny stories today. Thanks Charles—it was good medicine.