Today I found myself laughing. You know that throw your head back kind of laugh that issues forth from deep within. I think it might have been a prayer. Or it might have been sheer relief. I don’t know. I just know that in the last eighteen hours I have had conversations with three amazing young women that I so admire. Each has a need. A BIG need in some cases. And this morning I stood in my kitchen and laughter flowed from my belly. It just came like the postal worker comes every day and parks in front of my house. I don’t invite him. He just comes.
But let me back up and say first, I am writing this blog because when I finally sat down to eat my breakfast this morning at almost lunchtime it came to me that I am so blessed to be A MOM, A MENTOR, AND A FRIEND.
You heard it! God has blessed my life. I am many things, but perhaps most importantly I am those three things–a mom, a mentor, and a friend. Yes, I am a wife–and a friend to my precious husband. We are one. He is an extension of me, as I am of him. And in my role I touch my world as a mom, a mentor, and a friend.
So why kitchen laughter?
Because I can’t fix anything! The needs are too big for me to fix. The ingredients for the fix aren’t in the house! I can listen. I can be two ears and lovingly pull out a dear one’s deep need, but I can’t fix it.
But then I can laugh! I can laugh because these needs are so big and I can’t fix them. I can laugh because right there in my kitchen I just passed these very big needs along to my heavenly Father transported with a belly laugh. He has wide shoulders and owns everything anyway. They are His to fix. He can shift some resources around so easily. I couldn’t stop laughing! I think He was delighted with the mode of delivery!
This morning I gave the cares of three precious young women to Jesus. Rolled them right off my shoulders and onto His. And I laughed–a deep belly laugh, because when He shifts the resources and opens the door of possibility — He gets all the glory! I don’t get any. I don’t want any. I am just content knowing it’s His problem and He’s good with it!
After all, God is at ease! Did you know that? A few weeks ago, I did a little word study on the word good–and guess what? One of the ways good as in “God is good” is translated from the Hebrew is at ease.
Laughter! God is at ease about these big problems. Imagine that! You wouldn’t want an uptight God would you? That wouldn’t be very comforting! Well I think I’m going to be like God and be at ease, too. After all, He is the Creator and I am made in his image. If He can be at ease, I can, too.
Marlee Huber ~ For Your Flourishing Life!