Does God Laugh?

God is funny and sometimes I think I humor Him. In all my lowly ways, I don't always comprehend my own lowliness. For goodness sake, we have internet! Doesn't that lift me up to some higher plane or loftier way?

It all started in Tuesday's post, "Storms..". Once again disaster was averted, probably from the prayers of a 9yr old boy (again). And where was I? By golly, I was fact-finding, because I just need to know. Ya know?

My prayers were stifled among information and the more info the better. At least prepared anyway, I'm better preparing us for...whatever. Seriously, when is over-preparation just down right un-preparation? Thank goodness my husband and I have enough sense to prepare our boys in their spiritual walks. Because sometimes what we pour into them, pours right back into us. Would that be like a backsplash or worse, backwash?

So in the midst of my "noble" efforts, out backwashes my 9yr old praying for our safety in a tornadic storm. Uh, yes, he prayed while I was still thinking of more preparations. Well that is, until the kryptonite nullified my "powers" (as in t.v., internet, cellphone service, ELECTRICITY). Leaving me to sit (in the safest spot) on a toilet and humbly wait for the storm to pass. My flailing attempt to lean on my understanding brought me to the point of sitting on it. A literal pot in the lowliest of places (bathroom), in the darkest of spaces (no electricity) and reminded I should've been praying by little faces (my children).

Which brings me to the scripture that came to mind after all this. It's not the way I had originally interpreted the scripture. A verse in the midst of fat calves and curses.

In times before, when my Hubby and I displayed our prayer life, or gratitude to God, when we've walked our faith in front of our children, their hearts were turned to the Father. And when I walk by sight and not by faith, these children have turned this heart of mine to the Father. But then again, scripture is alive, active, and sharper than a sword. And that my friend, my Warrior son will tell you all about (our youngest). He loves swords and learned that scripture this week ("Thanks Larah!"). Perhaps you'll read it and get something totally different. But aren't we all different anyway? Even a little weird at times or maybe that's just me.

God's humor catches me and I enjoy the times I find it. Laughter is good medicine. After all, God created humor because He created us. He made us in all our quirkiness. That's what makes being a part of His body, interesting. You are different than me, and gladly so, let me tell you. Each piece has a part and may your part find a little cheer today. In the midst of whatever you're going through, I pray some humor will shine through and maybe, just maybe, you'll feel His heart for you. And smile.


"Then our mouth was filled with laughter,
And our tongue with singing.
Then they said among the nations,
'The LORD has done great things for them.'
The LORD has done great things for us,
And we are glad." Psalm 126:2&3


"And he will turn
The hearts of the fathers to the children,
And the hearts of the children to their (Heavenly)fathers.." Malachi 4:6

Today I'm humorously walking. This is a belated "Walk With Him Wednesday" at Ann's place. For more walks just click here.