Our mouths were filled with laughter,
our
tongues with songs of joy. (Psalm 126:2)
I’d forgotten what raucous ensues when the family gathers from there scattered places. So much laughter. “Remember the neighbors,” Linda shouts out. We’re trying to lay low with the virus and all. But there’s too much joy and too much laughter.
There is a laughter that comes at another expense; or, a laughter that comes from making fun; but, there is a laughter that comes from the sheer joy of being fully alive and free for the joys of others. We’ll call that the laughter of Christmas Joy.
No comments:
Post a Comment