April First; Considering Laughter (part one)

 What is that sound?

A couple of weeks ago I was scrolling down through social media and something a friend had posted caught my attention. A simple pun, but cute and funny and I laughed, then scrolled on along.  I didn’t think much of it, an anomaly perhaps. However, as the days passed, I noticed it was happening more often. More importantly, it was happening over simple things. One afternoon I watched a video about cats. I laughed until I was close to tears. This time, I began to realize, I was actually, honestly, laughing at silly things and doing it often. This hasn’t happened in a very long time.

Life has a way of stealing from us. Whether by the way we are treated by others, by circumstances, by our own state of mind. Two emotional reactions had been stolen from me. Laughter, and tears. The tears, is for another time. Today, being the day it is, April Fool’s Day and a day of jokes, fun and laughter, that is what I want to discuss.

I would think it reasonable to believe that I had stopped laughing as much as I once had, due to many reasons.

Working and extending most of my energy levels on a physically intensive job. After ten hours of near constant manual labor, there wasn’t much left. Exhaustion and simply wanting to finish the day’s needs and rest.

Stress, from the aforementioned job, from family, from health issues, mine and the family.

Finances-’nuff said.

Dealing with the grief of losing loved ones in the extended family, then the grief of losing my husband.

The pandemic and all involved with that.

Losing the above mentioned job that created exhaustion that now created stress about finances.

I’m sure there are others.

Then, something obviously changed. Because suddenly, I heard the sound of laughter, coming from me. Like a long lost friend returning. Even though some of the issues remain, they are no longer that dark cloud preventing the return of happiness and laughter. Oh I laughed from time to time, but it was rare and felt…rusty, even to me.

I believe, that in the awakening more and more of my heart to the presence of the Lord, is the greatest part of the change. Finding the strength, the peace, the love that He has for me (and for all) has healed a part of my heart that has been wounded for too long. Shrouded in a cloak of sadness and despair, now a bright light of love and hope replaces it. A cloak in which I find comfort and strength. Warmth. Jesus said, for us to be childlike in our faith, believing and trusting in Him. I think too, that also means in our joy and ability to laugh and enjoy life, in spite of the things which try to steal it away.


He provides the nectar of the flower for the butterfly, how much more, will He give to us, His much loved children?

About rebecca s revels

A writer, a photographer, a cancer survivor. An adventurer of the mild kind, a lover of the simple pleasures such as long walks and chocolate. A Christian unashamed of my faith and a friend who is dependable and will encourage readily. Author of three self published books with more waiting to find their way to paper. An advocate of good things, a fighter against wrongs.
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4 Responses to April First; Considering Laughter (part one)

  1. Laughter is medicine. May you be well and happy🙏🙏🙏

  2. China Dream says:

    that is what my sister said to me, my husband died not that long ago.. and there are no words to really simply what happens after, we go on.. but like you.. there is a kind of vacuum I think.. I myself have only recently realized that I hear laughter again. and yes… sometimes.. from me.

  3. Not long ago I was laughing at something my son did, he looked at me funny and told me that it was good to hear me laughing. It was then that it really hit home at how rare it was for me to laugh. It does feel good to laugh again.

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