The gift of laughing at myself was given to me by my mother. She’s been in the U.S. over forty years and still has a thick Hispanic accent and says the FUNNIEST things and makes the FUNNIEST mistakes and always laughs at herself. Like asking me the instructions to something for the zillionth time and reciting it to me, and STILL getting it so wrong, so very wrong that we cry laughing together.
Also, I’ve been correcting her English from the time I was a toddler, and we find humor in it and her hilarious pronunciations.
So today, I had the most difficult time taking a serious photo of myself. One of my eyes would do something weird in one photo, then it would be my hair.
Laughter party of one.
I quickly clicked those photos of me laughing because it’s so important to laugh. I’ve been through some dark times, and the Lord had to remind me to choose joy, laughter, and to be easily amused, so I do, and it truly helps.
A merry heart does good, like medicine, but a broken spirit dries the bones” (Proverbs 17:22).
Laughter keeps our spirits from withering up.
The Word says God laughs
We are made in the image of God, so, of course He laughs. Some say, in disbelief, that the Lord would never cause someone to laugh with joy under the Holy Spirit, but I call, unbelief. I call fitting God into their comfort level. I call limiting God. I call God’s Word says “a merry heart does good, like medicine,” and He would and has for me touched me with His power and caused me to laugh so hard I couldn’t stop. Because He loves me, because He wants me well. Because it was an answer to my prayer to take away the pain and darkness and oppression I felt under the weight of things I went through that I thought would kill me. He used God-powered laughter, in line with His Word, as a vessel for much needed healing and joy to my spirit.
I know how it feels to have a broken spirit that dries the bones. To be so consumed with exhaustion from seeing my son suffer that all my body wanted to do was to lie down and die and open my eyes in the presence of my Lord Jesus. Some badly dried and brittled bones I had. But glory to God, he is healing progressively, is nothing like he was before, and I stand on God’s Word for my son’s total healing.
I know I am VERY serious about God and His Word and the true Gospel being preached. I know I get offended FOR God when lies are being told about Him, His Word, and character, but that doesn’t mean I don’t love to laugh until I cry, until my belly aches.
God desires that we laugh and walk in joy. Choose to do so at every opportunity. Don’t take yourself so seriously.
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