Bouncing off the Walls

Last week, we went to Verizon to switch our phones over to Scott’s plan, and in doing so, we had to turn our old phones in for new ones. Who’d’ve thought Verizon would’ve broken my laughter free from prison.

As we were waiting for the sales rep, Scott and I were discussing (away from them) which phones the kids could pick from, and as we were about to tell them their options, Scott said, “Your mom said you don’t need phones,” which caused me to laugh a BIG laugh.

Immediately, every head in the store turned to look: some out of shock; some out of surprise; maybe some out of fear (my laugh scares people sometimes), and of course, Carolyn smiled, while covering her face, and Nathan smiled, as he sank a little lower. It felt good. Continue reading

True Joy Doesn’t Always Laugh

I visited another church this morning, and many wonderful things happened, but one of them stood out the most.

Right after they sang a few songs, they announced to walk around and greet people, so I did, and after a few hellos, a woman approached me and said, “Wow, you have so much joy! I see it everywhere.” You know what stood out to me the most about that? She’s never heard me laugh.

Somewhere along the way, I related “my” laughter with HIS joy, but it’s not that at all. When she’d looked into my eyes, His joy was all she saw. I loved that!

Actually, I never laughed once the whole time I was there, and it had nothing to do with my emotional state. I just didn’t find anything funny.

This may seem real simple, but it had a HUGE impact on me. My whole time with Him there was REALLY powerful! There’ll be more to come.

How Do You Wrap Laughter?

I haven’t been writing very much because they’re so much to do before I leave for Texas, so God gets the goodness of all the writing I “think” about, except for now.

I know there was a lot of thankfulness going around on Mother’s Day, and I just want to share a little bit of mine.

What I always “love” to do on that day is see a sunset with my kids, but the weather was so overcast and cold that we decided not to this time and stayed home. Continue reading

Laughter in Prayer

I’ll never forget the first time I laughed during a prayer. I (almost) thought I’d done something wrong, but it felt so good, so I knew it was something right. Every since then, I let it flow in prayer.

Well, on Friday night, at the last minute, I decided to go to Elijah Mountain to hear Stephen Meyering. As I was walking down the street, I saw a homeless couple, leaning against the wall, drinking. Continue reading