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Someone has said that laughter is the best medicine. The Bible says that a merry heart does good like a medicine, but a broken spirit dries the bones (Proverbs 17:22).
I love to laugh. I have wonderful memories of laughter in our home, with my friends, with my kids. Laughing in church, laughing even in my counseling office–laughter really does more good than taking a pill!
I had a lady come in about two weeks ago. She is in a very difficult situation, and she was tired, discouraged, at the point of tears. I won’t tell you what we were talking about, but we both ended up in gales of laughter over it. The laughter lifted her anxiety and depression, even if just for the moment, and made her able to see her situation in a different light.
Many years ago, I sang in a trio with two good friends. One was very much a lady, always looking perfect and proper, unlike me. She was tall and carried herself with dignity.
We’d been in the women’s bathroom at church after rehearsing the song we would sing that evening. She left before I did, and as she went out the door I realized that her skirt was caught up in her waistband, exposing a very pretty slip and a lot of leg. I was already laughing to myself as she walked away from me to the office she occupied in the church. I kept calling to her, but there were a lot of people and she didn’t hear me.
Finally, she entered her office with me right behind her. “Susie (not her real name), your skirt is hooked under your waistband! You’d better fix it before we go up onto the platform!” By this time I couldn’t contain the laughter, but she wasn’t seeing the humor yet.
“You let me get all that way without telling me?” She was indignant.
“I tried! I kept calling your name, but you didn’t hear me!” And now I had tears of laughter rolling down my face because she was so horrified. Finally she caught the humor, and we were both holding our sides.
I really don’t know how we got through the song that night without laughing, because all I could think of was my lady-like, dignified friend strutting down the hall with her skirt hiked up to her waist.
If you don’t think it’s funny, I guess you would have to have been there. I do hope, though, that it will give you a smile this morning.
2 thoughts on “Good Like a Medicine”
It made me smile from the first line. Thanks for sharing
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I’ve heard that story many times and I’m still sitting here laughing – and I needed that this morning. Thanks!
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