Laughter is Good Medicine


Thank God for humor! Right?

Sometimes I think my life is an episode of I Love Lucy. Just like Lucy, I often find myself in ridiculous moments.

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One year for Christmas my youngest daughter made me a gift of a decorated jar, filled with 365 notes of encouragement, one for each day of the year. I love those handmade gifts! jar

One note read: What would Lucy do? Don’t do that!

Yes, my children inherited my humor and ability to laugh at ourselves.

God gave us the gift of laughter. Life can be serious and we need the reprieve of some comic relief.

Years ago, there was a women’s conference and I wanted to go. It was a couple hours away drive and I thought it would be nice to have another lady (or two) ride with me. I asked my pastor if he knew anyone who might like to go with me.

Suddenly it became an event and I was appointed the one in charge of all the arrangements. It went from having a lady or two to ride with, to a couple van loads of women. It is never a straight drive from point A to point B with a bunch of women; especially when one woman has taken a fluid pill before departure.

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With each bathroom stop, the fluid pill lady would run into a bathroom while the rest of us watched the clock tick. Of course I didn’t factor in the multiple bathroom breaks when leaving the church parking lot, so I had to make up the time on the highway so we wouldn’t be late.

“Uh, Stacey, the angels don’t fly past the speed limit!” Gotta love the side seat drivers. “Slow down!”

We finally arrive in the nick of time, and all the ladies pile out of the vans like circusClown-Car clowns, making a mad dash to the entrance doors; leaving me, my aunt, and Nancy, behind.

Nancy was a dear friend and sweet woman. She was not in good health and was almost not going to come on the trip because she was worried her handicap would hinder her. I called the event in advance to be sure it would be handicap accessible and she would not have to climb any stairs to her seat. I really wanted Nancy to come with us because I believed it would be uplifting for her spirit. After some coaxing she agreed to come.

So there we are; myself, my aunt, and Nancy, lagging behind in the dust of the other women.

“You go ahead so you can get a seat.” Nancy said. “I will catch up.”

“Absolutely not! We are not leaving you.” My aunt and I assured her.

We made our way into the event and the ushers graciously led us to the special needs section, right up front, to the right of the stage. Turned out to be the best seats in the house!

The rest of the ladies were seated on the stage, behind where the speaker would be speaking. As we were taking our seats, the ladies waved to us, joyful to be on the stage seating. But, when the event began, it turned out they didn’t have good seating after all, they had to watch the speaker from behind. Turns out stage seating is not the best seating after all. There we are; us in the front row and them on the stage, watching us watch the speaker.

Halfway through the event I had to use the restroom, because I didn’t take the opportunity during one of our umpteen bathroom breaks on the road. Hey, someone had to keep the engine revving!

I, as inconspicuously as I could, duck down and creep out of the row, walk all the way to the back exit door of the sanctuary (it was a very large church), and made my way to the restroom. After I exit the sanctuary I hear something drop. I look down and it is a large paper sign:

Reserved for Special Needs  


Yep, when I sat down I didn’t remove the sign that was taped to the chair, and you guessed it…. it stuck to my bottom.

I laugh to myself, because at this point I didn’t think anyone saw this little blunder.

I get back to my seat and I whisper to my aunt, “You are never going to believe what happened.”

“We know! We know!” She say’s, laughing, tears rolling down her cheeks.

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I look over to Nancy and she is laughing. All three of us trying to control ourselves in this most “spiritual” atmosphere. I look up to the stage and all the ladies are laughing too. They may not have been able to see the front of the speaker, but they sure did get a good view of my back side. Everyone saw me walking, dignified, through the sanctuary with a big ol’ sign stuck to my bottom.

The event was being video recorded and I often wonder what people must think of the ladies in the background of the stage, laughing until they cried, while the speaker was preaching to the audience. Maybe they would think the ladies had a touch of the Holy Ghost giggles.

To this day I look back on that trip with fondness and I laugh at the memory. (I will have to share the adventure of the ride home in another post.)

Yes, laughter is good medicine. We have to take a step back and just enjoy the moments, because those moments are what make memories.

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Count it all JOY

Does it ever feel like things are not going the way you think they should? I mean, you are trying to do everything right and be a person of integrity, but it seems the Godless people are flourishing?

Yea, I had a few minutes pity party for myself today.

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It only took a minute for me to remember…

“If the world hates you [and it does], know that it has hated Me before it hated you.  If you belonged to the world, the world would love [you as] its own and would treat you with affection. But you are not of the world [you no longer belong to it], but I have chosen you out of the world. And because of this the world hates you.” John 15:18-19

Thank You, Holy Spirit, for the reminder.



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Anger Management 101

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Offense! It’s everywhere! We are a society offended by everything and everyone AND we want everyone to know about it.

It’s the ol’ adage ‘misery loves company’. It is almost like someone placed an advertisement looking for miserable people and they show up by the busloads. (Oh, sorry, wrong post. Hope that didn’t offend you.)

But, seriously folks, who really wants to be miserable and angry all the time?

I am going to be bold and say that I don’t think most people even know why they are angry.

625-00840114Have you ever had an argument with someone and by the time it was over you couldn’t even remember what you were mad about in the first place? It started with an offense and then the next thing you know it was an all out battle of wills.

Not a fun place to be in, is it?


Do you know what the Bible says about this?

So then, my beloved brethren, let every man be swift to hear, slow to speak, slow to wrath;  for the wrath of man does not produce the righteousness of God.                 -James 1:19-20

Wrath is when we are so angry and resentful that we want someone to pay for our emotions. When we allow our anger to become wrath we have placed ourselves on a throne as judge and we beat the perceived offender with our gavel until we are satisfied that vengeance has been served. This is also known as sin. Ouch!

I confess I have been guilty of this. It is not a good feeling; especially as a Christian. I mean, as a Christian, we are never to get angry, right? Wrong! The sin is not in feeling angry; the sin is if we choose to act out the aggression of the anger.

Be angry and do not sin… Ephesians 4:26-32 But, this does not give us license to be angry at just anything or anyone. No! We are to be angry at injustice. And even then we are not to act like people who have no sense! Or better yet, we are not to act like people who have no God.

Not every offense against us should lead to anger. Jesus warned us we would be offended. He said the offense would come Matthew 18:7. He also so that we would have trouble, but we are not to fret and worry, because He has already overcome the world John 16:33.

So, you see, it’s not a new thing. You are not the first and only person to have ever been offended. Offense is all around us. But, the closer you walk with Jesus, the more intimate you are in your relationship with Him, you will begin to see who the real enemy is and I will give you a hint; it’s not your spouse, your children, your neighbor, or the guy who cut you off on the highway.

Be sober [well balanced and self-disciplined], be alert and cautious at all times. That enemy of yours, the devil, prowls around like a roaring lion [fiercely hungry], seeking someone to devour. 1 Peter 5:8-9

My friend, put on the armour of God and choose your battles wisely. With all your might and obedience, follow the Holy Spirit and walk in peace. Take captive your thoughts and meditate on His truth.

The next time someone walks in with a stick of dynamite, refuse to light the fuse; instead be a light in this dark world, because we are His Ambassadors.

And remember… the wrath of man does not produce the righteousness of God, you are royalty, chosen by God, let us all walk worthy of the calling.

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Lily of the Valley

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I am sitting at my laptop and wanting to write a post to inspire and encourage. You ever have those moments where your thoughts are being so consumed with the love of God and you want to share it? Such love can not be contained.

I can not put my thoughts into a single coherent post, but I know there is someone out there who just needs to be reminded how much He loves you.

I submit this to you and I hope as you listen to this, you allow yourself to meditate on our One Hope and Redeemer and Lover of our souls.

 God [in His eternal plan] chose to make known to them how great for the Gentiles are the riches of the glory of this mystery, which is Christ in and among you, the hope and guarantee of [realizing the] glory.

Colossians 1:27

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The Quiet Times



It’s in the quiet times…

after I have grown weary of hearing my own voice and I no longer have any words left to speak, and I blow my snotty nose from crying,  I lay in bed with Bible in hand, searching…

for that one word, one verse, something, anything to remind me He is still here…

then I close my Bible, turn out the light and hold my Bible to my chest as though holding onto God in the flesh and I quiet myself…

and it is in the quiet I hear…

I Am here

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