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You know how it is. Some people instantly “get” you.  No explanations are needed when something cracks you up because they’re laughing too.

I had never thought about how this might look to others but then someone at church stopped a group of us.  “Do you know how worrisome it looks when you’re all laughing.”

Cricket.  Cricket.  Cricket.

Seriously?  Why would it be worrisome?

You see, he wasn’t joking.  This was one of those well-intentioned warnings.  “You must not know how this looks to someone else…”

Frequently, we’re laughing about something we goofed up in choir. “Oh, well.  Maybe no one heard.”

Does this mean we should stop laughing?

Nope.  Laughter is a gift from God.  When we can laugh at our own mistakes, and there are plenty of mistakes to laugh at, they become less worrisome. And who knows?  Maybe next time we really will do better.

Until then? We have the laughter which helps keep us positive.  And, apparently, more than a little annoying.





I’m open to things that many people of faith consider outside the purview of religion:   horoscopes, fortune cookies, even good old hunches.  Most of the time, I take it all with a grain of salt and a dash of pepper.  The salt to take it lightly and the pepper to add a little spice to my day.

A week or so ago, I was having a particularly difficult moment trying to figure out some really enormous issues in my life, so I sat down to pray, looked out at the yard and saw a deer looking back at me.  Sign!

One day I was practicing “SWH” – shopping while hungry (never a great idea), and, as I walked past the Deli Counter, noticed my favorite cheese was on sale.   Sign!

At the Chinese restaurant the other day, my fortune cookie said, “Wishing that you have a nice day.”  And I did!  Sign!

Of course, I exaggerate, but you get my drift.  I always look for signs, but more often than not, I’m seeing through eyes that want to see the good in life.  I’m looking out for evidence that I’m on the right track, and sometimes it really just takes that standard red sign at the side of the road to give me the little nudge of encouragement I need.  “STOP.”  That’s a sign I should stop worrying!  God’s in control! It might be reading into tea leaves that don’t exist, but I’m staying on the positive side of life, and that’s a sign of good things ahead.


Have a Mary Little Christmas

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