Over the years I have learned that laughter really is the best medicine. As part of that learning, I try to incorporate laughter into my life every day. But I have to admit that some days that is easier to do than others. Like today, for instance, there was no joy in Kirbville. Mighty Kirby struck out every time he tried to take a swing at comedy.
Now I understand that sometimes that is just the way the comedy cookie crumbles, however, part of my daily nourishment for the soul involves a steady dose of laughter. Let me explain. When I speak of a steady dose of laughter I mean being able to convert the joy of laughter that I feel in my soul into words or acts of comedy that I give to myself and/or others. Those of you familiar with the words, "out of the abundance of the heart, the mouth speaks...", will understand what I am talking about. When my heart is filled with joy and happiness I have this uncanny ability to convert that joy into laughter. For me, life is all about being funny. I love to laugh and I really love to make others laugh.
But sometimes my soul goes to a very dark place. I'm just being honest. There is no joy, joy, joy, joy down in my heart. Where? Down in my heart. Maybe this is a good time to warn my readers. Don't send me emails telling me that I just need to trust Jesus more and then attach a bunch of scripture references hoping to back up your point. Sometimes life sucks whether you are a Christian or not. As for me, I tend to wear my emotions on my sleeve. I am also brutally honest. So, while I know you mean well, keep your scripture references and your opinions to yourself. If you want to be helpful, pray for me.
But let's get back to the laughter or the lack thereof. One of my favorite funny guys, Charlie Chaplin, once said, "A day without laughter is a day wasted." So was today a wasted day? Maybe. But then again, someone I admire once told me, "Bill, some days it is just impossible to laugh." So maybe I shouldn't be so hard on myself. After all, if something is impossible who am I to argue? Maybe today was one of those impossible days.
I know, I know, with God all things are possible. Well, forgive me for being human. Forgive me for being a realist. Today I was the bug on the windshield. We've all been there. I don't pretend to be a super Christian. I don't hide behind the cross of Christ. I'm frustrated and I sometimes feel like the monsters that once plagued my life are nipping at my heels.
I apologize. I know that many of you read this blog for a laugh or to find out what new and exciting situations I've gotten myself into but today I've got nothing. I'm sorry. Just remember that I started this blog to help me deal with my emotions and to try to understand my journey through life, so, in that regard, I guess I haven't failed.
Be Well.
Bill
