One day on our way back from church my grandson and I started to have a laughing contest. One by one we tried to out do each others laughs making up new ones along the way. It was the funniest thing I had ever seen and heard. It really lifted my spirits and it seemed to do wonders for him. As a recorded our event on my phone I wanted to make sure I captured this moment the best I could.
I tried to send the audio I made to my blogspot to share with my readers but it didn't come through. Bummer. You missed a good laugh. When I was in Arizona at the Cancer Treatment Center of America they had a class titled, "Laughter is the best medicine." I didn't get a chance to take it but I bet it was just like what my grandson and I had done that day coming home from church.
It's important to find a good balance in this area of our lives with laughter. Sometimes we don't laugh enough and at other times we think something is funny when it really is a serious matter. We need to find that balance between the two and maintain it.
Life is too short to go around upset and grumpy all your life. Getting upset over the milk that just spilled isn't going to get it back in the glass and the floor all cleaned up. Crying over the fact that we just embarrassed ourselves in front of people will not undo the task, we need laugh at ourselves to give ourselves the best medicine for us.
Laughter releases tension, it can get your mind off the seriousness of some situations and it can erase the embarrassment of others. It would do us well to grow a sense of humor to allow ourselves a chance to heal, grow, and share a joy that would otherwise would have been lost.
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About Me
- Karen
- I reside in Oregon, with my husband of 32 years. I'm a mother of one and grandmother of six, counting my two newly adopted grandsons. I teach a women’s Bible Study. In June of 2007 God asked me to take with me the things I had learned in my own Christian walk to help those traveling down similar roads. A journey that started with a head injury in Jr. High School and the epilepsy it was to create later for 7 long years. One day I was given the key to my cure. In order to have the surgery to cure the 10% of my seizures that were truly epileptic I was told I had to get rid of first the 90% that were stress caused. For the next five years I took my stress issues to the Lord, leaning and relying on Him and His word as well as catchy sayings of others to see me through. As peace, obedience to God and giving up bad habits replaced worry, stubbornness and disobedience my stress seizures began to disappear. Finally I qualified for the surgery. The end result after 20 years has been being seizure free and pill free all those years. Praise the Lord. God is the cure. I can be contacted at karijo_fluffy@yahoo.com.
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