We Need a Sense of Humour..!

Give me a sense of humor, Lord;
Give me the grace to see a joke,
To get some humor out of life,
And pass it on to other folk.

Ah! Tis easier writing tragedy than crafting comedy! It’s so easy for a writer to bring tears into a reader’s eye, but to force a grin, to see the shadow of a smile, to maybe, just maybe hear the beginning of laughter, oh, that isn’t so easy at all! Every morning my paperboy brings me a pile of newspapers which I carefully read, but first put away the one carrying my column after seeing that printer’s devil and author have not made mince meat of writer’s thought. My wife, she enters, sits herself down, I pretend to be engrossed in the news but wait with bated breath as she reads my piece, then sigh with relief when from corner of my eye I see a smile, sulk when I see none, and grin happily when I hear her laughing!
There are times when there’s none of these, and that’s when I pretend I haven’t noticed, and ogle the film stars with vengeance on page three!
But how often I’ve noticed that what she’s laughed over, doesn’t have the same reaction with someone else. I stagger under a deluge of hate mail from some while hearing laughter from appreciative others. To the former do I address this piece:
My friend Jack was in the hospital when the new priest from his church arrived. He had sent a message that he would like the priest to call on him but before the man of God could arrive, Jack ordered an extra catheter bag from the hospital pharmacy.
Then he filled the bag with his favorite lemonade.
The new priest soon arrived and they talked awhile. Then at one point, Jack with a twinkle in his eye which the priest didn’t see, reached down and picked up the bag from the side of the bed. He studied it for a moment and then said, “It looks a little thin. Maybe I’ll run it through again.” And he drank from it.
After the new priest recovered from shock, Jack told him what the bag actually contained, “Nothing but lemonade Father, it’s not what you thought it was!” he laughed. The priest laughed out loud with his new friend. And he discovered through the years that Jack brought a valuable gift to life — laughter.
There were two things the priest could have done; walked out in disgust or been mad somebody had played a joke on him! He did neither. He saw the funny side of it, and enjoyed the humour!
So friends, especially you political leaders who put comedians in jail, don’t think we are always laughing at you, nearly one percent of the time we are not..!

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4 thoughts on “We Need a Sense of Humour..!”

  1. …one percent of the time we’re not… Thank you for the smile,haha Bob! This’ll make my day??✌

  2. Thank you for making dear Bobby. You’re absolutely right about the inferiority complex making inept and illiterate politicians meanly demand instead of humbly commanding our respect. God help them and us ?

  3. Sorry Bobby for keeping a sentence hanging?.I was thanking you for making me laugh. I remember the song my music teacher in school taught me. I loved it. The words went thus, ‘Some think the world is meant for fun and floric and so do I.’ Don’t worry,be happy, was sung by my 2 year old decades ago at walking across a room ?

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