I’ve said it before—I’m a klutz. One evening I stumbled over a stool that was large enough to see, even with my eyesight. I thought to myself, “Being clumsy is no laughing matter.” Immediately a big grin spread across my lips and I thought, “Yes it is.”
I often find occasion to laugh at myself, and that’s alright. It keeps me humble and in stitches. According to a wise man, “A joyful heart is good medicine,” and I figure I’ll get all of that that I can. But some people seem to take themselves too seriously. They can’t enjoy children because children are silly. They can’t enjoy games because games are frivolous. They can’t enjoy life because life holds too many heartaches. They appear to have missed that the same wise man went on to say, “a crushed spirit dries up the bones.”
When it comes to crushing our spirits, we’re experts at it. We find all kinds of ways to worry, and it gnaws away at us until we become dry old husks. Laughter and joy flee from us, and fear and care take up residence in our hearts. Yet God-the-Spirit tells us that joy is good! “Rejoice in the Lord always; again I will say, rejoice.” I hope you can find a reason to laugh today. If nothing else, feel free to laugh at me!
That’s something to think about.