A good sense of humor is one tool you can't live without....

Good Sunday evening, I apologize for being later than usual, I took the leisure of taking a long nap and it turned out longer than I had intended...I pray your day has been a wonderful one and that you have taken much needed time for YOU and done something that has made you smile.

In prayer this evening I prayed my normal, usual prayers, I continued to pray for my friend Star and her family as her healing prognosis becomes stronger and stronger, thanking God for the miracle of her life. I prayed for you and yours asking for peace in your hearts, calm in your minds, comfort in your bodies and humor in you senses...I prayed for these things in the name of Jesus Christ. Amen.

Always remember that we are here for you in at any time, if you have need for prayer please place the request in the comment section and allow us this honor. God bless each of you..

I love the following story, after reading it I sat and reflected on how often I laugh, how often do I really, really, LAUGH? I think there is room for a bit more, how about you???

Serious Humor

I've known several morticians over the years. Without exception, they've each had a rich sense of humor. The ability to laugh is probably necessary in some professions, and those who work with corpses likely head the list. Otherwise, how could they stand the grief and pain felt by every family that walks through the door? 

I once heard of mortician who liked to sign all his correspondence: "Eventually yours." That gets right to the point. 

Humor is something I can get serious about. It is nothing less than an extravagant gift - to be frequently used and shared. It was the late evangelist Billy Graham who said that "a keen sense of humor helps us to overlook the unbecoming, understand the unconventional, tolerate the unpleasant, overcome the unexpected and outlast the unbearable." That's serious stuff. 

In the summertime, I like to ride my 150cc scooter instead of driving the car. I enjoy the breeze in my face and sometimes find myself smiling for the pure joy of it as I zip along. 

But my scooter has a major flaw. It was not made for uneven surfaces. Its single, mushy shock absorber is almost useless as the bike grinds and scrapes at every unexpected bump and hole in the road. 

A life without humor is no better at getting through life's bumps and jolts than my scooter. It groans and complains at any unanticipated obstacle thrown in the path. And there is plenty of debris along the way. There will be obstacles in life's road at every turn. 

The problem is not that there are problems. There will always be rocks in the way. And where there are no rocks, watch out for a pothole. No one ever promised a smooth ride. As Katharine Hepburn said, "Life is hard. After all, it kills you." Problems are not the problem. It's that when we think the way should always be smooth, every stone we hit feels like a personal assault. 

We need resources to absorb life's shocks. And a good sense of humor is one tool we can't live without. The ability to lighten up is invaluable when we encounter teeth-rattling jolts. It helps us "overlook the unbecoming, understand the unconventional, tolerate the unpleasant, overcome the unexpected, and outlast the unbearable." And it's just plain fun to carry along on the ride. 

Maybe musician Corky Siegel got it right when he said, "Life is too important to take seriously."