Ecclesiastes 3:1To every thing there is a season, and a time to every purpose under the heaven: 2A time to be born, and a time to die; a time to plant, and a time to pluck up that which is planted; 3A time to kill, and a time to heal; a time to break down, and a time to build up; 4A time to weep, and a time to laugh; a time to mourn, and a time to dance; 5A time to cast away stones, and a time to gather stones together; a time to embrace, and a time to refrain from embracing; 6A time to get, and a time to lose; a time to keep, and a time to cast away; 7A time to rend, and a time to sew; a time to keep silence, and a time to speak; 8A time to love, and a time to hate; a time of war, and a time of peace. 9What profit hath he that worketh in that wherein he laboureth? 10I have seen the travail,which God hath given to the sons of men to be exercised in it.
11He hath made every thing beautiful in his time: also he hath set the world in their heart, so that no man can find out the work that God maketh from the beginning to the end.
Take time to laugh!
My daughter, Alyssa and I, were driving home from school one day and I started joking around with her, she replied with a "You crack me up, Mommy!" I just loved that. It seems like when the kids get older they start finding fault with adult humor. Alyssa and I have a great time having fun, talking about imaginary situations, and making fun of billboards or anything in our path.
My daughter, Alyssa and I, were driving home from school one day and I started joking around with her, she replied with a "You crack me up, Mommy!" I just loved that. It seems like when the kids get older they start finding fault with adult humor. Alyssa and I have a great time having fun, talking about imaginary situations, and making fun of billboards or anything in our path.
The laughing times are the times in the photographs - the fun, food, fellowship, but you don't have to have a party to have some laughing times. I find myself laughing even when I'm alone. Don't take me wrong, I'm not a laughing "fool", there are other emotions. To "every thing" there is a time, so along with the laughter comes weeping. We have all had our share of weeping. I used to be a "hard case" as far as tears were concerned. I could listen to the saddest stories, watch a sad TV program, etc... and just think through it, say "Too bad", and then go about my business. Really, I had to work up tears at the altar during revival just so the altar workers wouldn't ask me if I were saved or not. You might understand what I'm talking about. As time has gone by, with deaths of loved ones and close friends, sicknesses, and life-changing circumstances, I find myself tearing up if I think the story will have a sad ending! I'll cry when things are sad, funny, boring, etc... I've just become one of those bawlers.
What has come along with the "weepies" is my outlandish laughing. In the past I used to give a little "ha-ha", a "tee-hee" with jokes, or a slight "nod" of acknowledgement during a "funny" illustration. Now my mouth opens almost bigger than my jaw can manage, my head goes back, and I slap my knees - it's horribly embarrassing, but I just cannot help myself...
My dad had a very "dry " sense of humor. He loved to tell corny jokes and use puns. He would get this look on his face and start talking really slow whenever he had something funny to say. This would sometimes be annoying whenever company would come over, but since the jokes were "new" to them, they would laugh. I find myself acting like my Dad sometimes, especially with my younger daughter, who never knew him. I like to try out some of his corny jokes and puns and see her reactions. She always laughs, she is either very kind or very corny.
Whenever your eyes and heart are full of tears and pain, look for something or someone to give you a "laughing break". Try to see what God sends your way, because He will do something to comfort you. Mrs. Marlene Evans had her "red birds, rubies, and rainbows." Other ladies have "signs" of love from God, think about what makes you smile and ask God to send something your way. On our way to be with Jessica while she was in ICU in Muskogee, I was more than nervous. As the sun set on the Indian Nation Highway, Scott made a comment about the volume of bugs on the windshield and in Oklahoma in general. We got a laugh about that until I noticed what kind of insects our windshield was being pelted with - fireflies! These are my favorite insects in the world, if you can have a favorite. I joy in the sight of a single firefly in my yard, this highway was banked with thousands, maybe millions of fireflies for miles and miles. All the way to the hospital we were guided and lighted by these beautiful, glowing creatures. I oohed and awed all the way as they slowly grew brighter then dimmer, not concentrating on my worry, but on what God could do to cheer me!
On the way home from bringing our daughter, Jessica, home from ICU, we made some phone calls to both grandmas and to those who had called to check during her three-day stay. I dialed the phone, Jessica spoke and let them know that she was on her way home and doing better. After a few calls I could tell that she was getting tired, I asked her to make one more call to Mrs. Marilyn Sexton who had called the hospital more than once to check on her. I heard the following while Jessica left a message on her voice mail. "Hello Mrs. Sexton, this is Jessica. I wanted to call and let you know that I am on my way home. I'm feeling better. Thanks for calling and checking on me. Thanks for caring. I'll talk to you later. In Jesus' name. Amen!"
She ended the call and handed me the phone. We all cracked up laughing! She said, "What are you laughing at?" We told her, but she didn't believe us. She went right to sleep after that. That incident gave us many smiles and laughs all the way home. We ended several conversations with, "in Jesus' name. Amen!"
Take time to laugh. Get cracked up! Have a belly-laugh, slap your thighs, rear back, and snort! Did I say that?
My dad had a very "dry " sense of humor. He loved to tell corny jokes and use puns. He would get this look on his face and start talking really slow whenever he had something funny to say. This would sometimes be annoying whenever company would come over, but since the jokes were "new" to them, they would laugh. I find myself acting like my Dad sometimes, especially with my younger daughter, who never knew him. I like to try out some of his corny jokes and puns and see her reactions. She always laughs, she is either very kind or very corny.
Whenever your eyes and heart are full of tears and pain, look for something or someone to give you a "laughing break". Try to see what God sends your way, because He will do something to comfort you. Mrs. Marlene Evans had her "red birds, rubies, and rainbows." Other ladies have "signs" of love from God, think about what makes you smile and ask God to send something your way. On our way to be with Jessica while she was in ICU in Muskogee, I was more than nervous. As the sun set on the Indian Nation Highway, Scott made a comment about the volume of bugs on the windshield and in Oklahoma in general. We got a laugh about that until I noticed what kind of insects our windshield was being pelted with - fireflies! These are my favorite insects in the world, if you can have a favorite. I joy in the sight of a single firefly in my yard, this highway was banked with thousands, maybe millions of fireflies for miles and miles. All the way to the hospital we were guided and lighted by these beautiful, glowing creatures. I oohed and awed all the way as they slowly grew brighter then dimmer, not concentrating on my worry, but on what God could do to cheer me!
On the way home from bringing our daughter, Jessica, home from ICU, we made some phone calls to both grandmas and to those who had called to check during her three-day stay. I dialed the phone, Jessica spoke and let them know that she was on her way home and doing better. After a few calls I could tell that she was getting tired, I asked her to make one more call to Mrs. Marilyn Sexton who had called the hospital more than once to check on her. I heard the following while Jessica left a message on her voice mail. "Hello Mrs. Sexton, this is Jessica. I wanted to call and let you know that I am on my way home. I'm feeling better. Thanks for calling and checking on me. Thanks for caring. I'll talk to you later. In Jesus' name. Amen!"
She ended the call and handed me the phone. We all cracked up laughing! She said, "What are you laughing at?" We told her, but she didn't believe us. She went right to sleep after that. That incident gave us many smiles and laughs all the way home. We ended several conversations with, "in Jesus' name. Amen!"
Take time to laugh. Get cracked up! Have a belly-laugh, slap your thighs, rear back, and snort! Did I say that?
