of All Creation,
humans, are the only species of animal to
whom You gave the gift of laughter. Hyenas?
Well, they make sounds like laughter, but
they have no sense of humor: they don't get
gave me the gift of seeing
the incongruities and imperfections
and incompleteness of my human existence.
keeps me from taking myself
too seriously, and the occasional
"slip on a bananas peel" enables
to detect inappropriate pomposity
in others, as well as in myself.
gift of the ability to laugh at my own foibles,
prompts me not to take myself too gravely
before I come to my grave:
laugh innocently and joyously
at the unsteadiness of a baby's first steps
or the clumsy antics of tumbling kittens,
or frisky bear cubs, or waddling penguins.
You, God, for this treasured
and happy gift of laughter which brightens
my day, and lightens my journey to You.
me never use humor to mock another person,
and let me never laugh
at the stumbles or the misfortunes
You know, God, that there is a thin line between
tragedy and comedy: If someone falls, I laugh
until I see that they are hurt, or I hold
my laughter until I see that they are uninjured.
me then, Lord, meet each day happily, with
a smile on my face, and the bright joy of
You in my heart.
let me be able to laugh,
even when the joke is on me.
2012 Donn B. Murphy
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