i've been giggling and snickering my way through the year so far, how 'bout you? encouraged by some who find my wit funny, i keep on.
i attend an overcrowded bible study on friday nights. this is church to me. some of the best bible studies i've ever attended have been overcrowded. you can't avoid one another there. you can't wind your way around those unknown quantities. quickly, they become known. you become known. if, for nothing else, that questionable bo or the garlic bread you had as a snack before arriving. (note: do not snack on garlic before a crowded bible study).
what is it that makes one giddy, and why is it, adults don't have a bent for giddyness. is it because we are too mature for that? our collars are too starched by then?
deboning a chicken (another note: most of the best bible studies i've attended have included food) last night i asked a young buck if so-and-so uses the chicken bones for anything.
like what? was the immediate reply.
my husband beside me said, voodoo?
and we laughed.
of course our dear and beloved owner of the bones wouldn't have laughed, but it was funny. the young buck laughed too once he caught on.
another gentleman had a somesuchsomething stuck in his molar and was working quite diligently to extract it with a toothpick when he said, i just can't get it out.
come out, in the name of the Lord, was my instant reply and we laughed about that.
bible study humor, what can you say? it is what it is. but we are not prudes or humdrums or longfaces, we need to laugh. we need to have fun with each other. we will be spending eternity together, after all. (to which i hear a hearty, oh no.)
oh yes, we better start enjoying one another now so we can pick up where we left off up there. let's start laughing and giggling our way through life, through the drudgery of it all so we can present ourselves a joyous body of Christ to the world.
no presavedperson wants to join a club that is all longfaced about some rosaline!
remember, that chap with the missing teeth, he is a son of Righteousness. that lady with the man hands, she is a daughter of the King.
even so, come Lord Jesus, come!
Saturday, January 08, 2005
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Having grown up in a weird environment, where I had to be an adult in a short, skinny body, I've always taken life too seriously. Thanks for the reminder to laugh. I need to.
Here, let me start: ha
Not enough. Let's try that again: hee hee Ho HO
Still need more: guffaw, ha ha
Anyway, thanks for the reminder
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