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  • Writer's pictureLaura Kae

Laughter is good medicine

I had a very pleasant day today. One filled with the amazingness of children and topped off with the amazingness of my dinner group. The cool part about children is I am not scared of them anymore. Well, not if they are under the age of 3. The cool part about dinner group is I am not scared of them anymore.

I am supposed to be recording a video testimony over the next few days. While my twin babies slept today, I sat and thought about the story I wanted to share. I thought I already knew the story I wanted to share until the last Friday thing. Maybe I want to really share my story. I think I am going to really share my story. I just cried as I thought through it. Then when I wrote down what I wanted to say to make sure I could say it in the allotted time, I cried then, too. It is where I am now that makes me cry more than where I was. Being loved still makes me feel pain somehow sometimes, so I cry.

But tonight at small group. I just laughed. A lot. We do that a lot at our dinner group. Laugh. It sure is good medicine.

A cheerful heart is good medicine, but a crushed spirit dries up the bones. – Proverbs 17:22


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