
Laughter's an Ad for
Heaven
Therefore you now have
sorrow;
but I will see you
again
and your heart will
rejoice,
and your joy no one will
take from you.
— John
16:22
Here's a poem I wrote about one of
my dad's best friends. He passed away years ago, but I can still hear his
adorable, distinctive laugh. It was one of those funny kinds of laughter that
make YOU laugh, just hearing it.
I can remember laying awake as a teenager one night, up in
my room, when he was over at our house with some other friends, laughing and
talking in the living room. His helpless chortles rose above all others. I
wasn't annoyed at all that he kept me awake; I found his natural happiness very
endearing and encouraging. It gave me a taste of adult life that made it seem
like so much fun, to sit up and just laugh and talk with good friends like
that.
Now that my dad has passed away, too, I have no doubt the
two of them are up there in heaven, laughing it up together. I just have this
thing about laughter; I see it as "an ad for heaven." He was a great "sales
rep" for the Lord. See if you can hear him, too:
People
got to giggling
About
this fellow's laugh
'Cause
it bubbled and it gurgled
Loud
and funny. Psychopath!
My
parents had him over
A
million times or two.
And
when I was a little girl,
He
had me giggling, too.
What
made this guy so silly?
Was
it eating macaroni?
Nope.
He was just a happy guy
And
not one bone was phony.
But
then he came down very, very ill.
And
doctors said they're sorry, there's no pill.
And
everybody's frowns just hit the floor.
They
don't think they'll be laughing any more.
Oh,
yeah?
Spirit-u-al
certainty
Number
7-27
Says
laughter is a gift from God,
A
joyous ad for heaven.
Laughter
comes from joy, you know,
And
joy comes from the Spirit.
Some
folks, they get a double dose
Of
God's laughter. You can hear it.
I
heard Godly joy in all his goofy gasps,
Saw
it in his sparkling eyes.
Salvation
and eternal life
Are
his. That's no surprise.
So
though this grief is hard for us,
Though
pain is genuine,
The
Bible says joy can't be lost,
And
we'll see him again.
So
when we get to heaven,
It
won't be any riddle
If
all the saints are laughing loud . . .
And
he's right there in the middle. †