LAUGH Out LOUD

I love to laugh out loud. Not surprisingly, I like books that generate that response in me. So when a friend says a book is laugh-out-loud funny, I add it to my “want to read” list in a hurry.

It is also not surprising that one of the things I loved most about my late husband was his ability to make me laugh. He had a dry sense of humor that just resonated with my funy bone, from the earliest days of our relationship to its end with his death, now 4 ½ years ago.

I loved that is last words to me each night as we drifted off to sleep were always something that made me giggle. It is a real gift to enter into slumber with a smile on your face. How can your sleep then be anything but sweet?

That laughter at bedtime is one of the things about him that I miss the most. Knowing that, God has stepped in and taken over the job of sending me to bed happy. He doesn’t do it in methods I might expect but delights in surprising me in ways too varied and thoughtful to put into words on this page. But each time when His attempts succeed (and they always do! He’s God, after all!) there is a moment of recognition after the smile, when I say, “Ah, that was You, God! Thank You!”

Last night I couldn’t sleep and I didn’t know why – a late nap, perhaps? Who knows? But God knew… and had me pick up my current read. I did so, hoping it would entice my eyelids to close. Instead, it caused me to laugh out loud, as He knew it would… and that now indeed, with my heart happy and a smile on my lips, I’d at last be able to get the sleep I needed.

 

“A cheerful heart is good medicine, but a crushed spirit dries up the bones.”

(Proverbs 17:22 NIV)

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