I’m sat here having a coffee & I can hear someone having a right old laugh!.
Its funny the more I can hear them, the more I’m sat here grinning, I have no idea what they are laughing about but for some unknown reason my cheek muscles have stretched my jaw into a beaming smile. . .quite odd!. . .
It reminds me of the various times when I have almost laughed my head off. . .where I have laughed until it hurts.
Only the other week I was out having something to eat with a mate of mine, we were in a restaurant half way through our meal when something amusing was said,
I cannot remember what it was!, but what I do remember is laughing that hard that it hurt, & I was crying and sweating profusely from the effort of trying ‘not’ to laugh.
I tried to get the laughing under control but couldn’t. I couldn’t even look at my mate because I new one look at him would make me laugh even harder. . .
Laughter!. . .its a beautiful thing. . .
It has no sense of boundaries!, wherever we consider ourselves on the ladder of class!, laughter takes one look, bounds over the fence of division and laughs.
It has no sense of political correctness at the most inconvenient of moments it reaches under the most neatly pressed garments and laughs adding many new creases and folds . .
Looking back over the hills and valleys of life it is clear that laughter has played a tremendous part in my life. . .
From those individual unprovoked outbursts with mates, to those priceless moments with GOD, where conversation has turned into hysterical laughter. . .& yes!. . .it is ok to laugh with GOD, imagine if all we did with GOD was discussed our issues or worries what kind of relationship would that be!. . .
I recall one time whilst out walking I was deep in conversation with my DAD, suddenly a notion came to me, As I walked I remembered that JESUS, had said HE was preparing a room in heaven for each of us who believe in HIM . . .& without thinking I said out loud, I hope my room doesn’t have wood-chip paper!. . .
What followed was both of us being hysterical it was priceless. . .My sides hurt and every time I thought about it laughter started again. . .
My coffee is almost cold!, so I must go!. . .
I hope that you to can reflect on those times where you have laughed hysterically . . .
And I pray that you (yes you). . .will have many many more moments where with friends & with GOD, you laugh until your sides hurt.
Thank GOD for the gift of laughter. . .