On your feet now—applaud God! Bring a gift of laughter, sing yourselves into his presence. Psalm 100:1-2
I don't often think of my laughter as a gift. This opening lyric of Psalm 100 caught me off guard as I read it in the wee hours this morning. My next thought went immediately to the laughter of my own children. I can hear Taylor and Madison's uncontrollable laughter in my head. Their distinctive laughter brings a smile to my face. It warms my heart to hear the girls laugh.
Laughter is hard to come by along certain stretches of life's journey. There is no mystery to this. There is a time to laugh and a time to cry. But, there is a time to laugh. A child's laughter is as sweet to a father's ears as the most beautiful music.
I need a good laugh today.
Wayfarer 