February 20, 2008

Just for Laughs & The Oil of Humor in the Machinery of Life

Just for Laughs & The Oil of Humor in the Machinery of Life

Just for Laughs

"Angels", explained by angels (Sunday School Children)

I only know the names of two angels. Hark and Harold.
Gregory, 5

Everybody's got it all wrong. Angels don't wear halos anymore. I forget why, but scientists are working on it.
Oliver, 9

It's not easy to become an angel! First, you die. Then you go to heaven, then there's still the flight training to go through. And then you got to agree to wear those angel clothes.
Matthew, 9

Angels work for God and watch over kids when God has to go do something else.
Mitchell, 7

My guardian angel helps me with mathematics, but he's not much good for science.
Henry, 8

Angels don't eat, but they drink milk from holy cows!!!
Jack, 6

Angels talk all the way while they're flying up to heaven. The main subject is where you went wrong before you got dead.
Daniel, 9

When an angel gets mad, he takes a deep breath and counts to ten. And when he lets out his breath, somewhere there's a tornado.
Reagan, 10

Angels have a lot to do and they keep very busy. If you lose a tooth, an angel comes in through your window and leaves money under your pillow. Then when it gets cold, angels go north for the winter.
Sara, 6

Angels live in cloud houses made by God and his son, who's a very good carpenter.
Jared, 8

All angels are girls because they gotta wear dresses and boys didn't go for it.
Antonio, 9

My angel is my grandma who died last year. She got a big head start on helping me while she was still down here on earth.
Katelynn, 9

Some of the angels are in charge of helping heal sick animals and pets. And if they don't make the animals get better, they help the child get over it.
Vicki, 8

What I don't get about angels is why, when someone is in love, they shoot arrows at them.
Sarah, 7


The Oil of Humor in the Machinery of Life

When life's responsibilities are pressing it is easy to forget how to rejoice. Our natural response to trouble is to murmur and complain, to become solemn and go through life with a wrinkled forehead. We complain there are children's bikes in the driveway instead of rejoicing that there are children. We murmur about the menu instead of rejoicing that God has provided food.

One evening when I was a boy our family was trying to adjust to an unfamiliar town, a troubled church, mild culture shock, and inadequate pay. We sat down to a meal and everyone could tell that mom and dad were under pressure. One of my little brothers reached for something without asking first and knocked over his drink.

Instantly Dad sprang back from the table, knocking the chair over and striding from the room. The atmosphere was charged with tension and we all sat and looked around in uncomfortable silence. No one spoke. We wondered if Dad would come back to eat. In a minute we heard noise and then Dad showed up in the door. He was dressed in a full-length rain coat. We all burst into laughter. Dad sat down and we enjoyed a meal together laughing and talking at the same time.

Are you solemn, sober, sullen, or are you do you take the lead in rejoicing when things are dark and difficult? Do you lift people's sights to God and to good when things are hard? You can if you chose to. God will help you.

Ken Pierpont

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