I love to laugh. Sometimes I laugh so hard I cry, happy tears, which sends me into even more hysterics. Then you get to the point that you have laughed until your side hurts or you can’t breath or yes maybe even snort! Those are the best moments. You never know when they might hit, but when they do, it is glorious. As a family, we laugh a lot. My siblings and I have almost been excused from many a dinner table for our out of control hysterics! (And we were adults at the time!!)
After you lose someone, laughter tends to fade away, but only briefly. As we begin to remember things and wake from the numbness of our sorrow, laughter slowly but surely brings us back to life. I can even think of times with Adam at the end where we laughed together. I remember laughing the day he died as we reminisced, sharing stories with one another. He was a funny man with a very dry sense of humor. If you knew him, you know exactly what I am talking about. Nothing makes my heart happier than hearing the laughter of my children. The laughter of any child for that matter. I am certain that it must be a sound that heaven is filled with.
Ecclesiastes 3:1 & 4 “For Everything there is a season, a time for every activity under heaven…A time to cry and a time to laugh. A time to grieve and a time to dance.”
Challenge: Laugh with someone today. I promise it will make your days a little brighter and will bring joy to all who hear the sound!