Some time ago, I attended a meeting for pastors in Shreveport. My two associate pastors at the time, Betty and Marcelle, joined me for lunch at the mall. After eating, they decided they wanted to get a manicure. I, of course, opted out. While they went there, I went to the bookstore and some other places.
After a while, I walked in the manicure place to arrange a meeting time. They were at the far end, so I had to walk all the way to the other side. It was packed with women. I could feel all of their eyes on me. I knew they were thinking, “Is this guy going to get a manicure?” It was very awkward. I was turning a little bit red. (This little disclaimer: there is nothing wrong with a guy getting a manicure. It’s just not for me!)
I finally got to my friends and told them I would meet them outside, and started to walk out. Before I took three steps, a manicurist who was working on somebody said very loudly, “Would you like a manicure, sir?” Everybody looked at me. I quickly said, “No, thank you.” Her answer? “Make you look sexy!” And the whole place exploded in laughter as I hurried out of there, laughing to myself.
I am thankful that God has given us the gift of laughter. Lord Byron, the English poet, said, “Laugh when you can. It is cheap medicine.” Scripture says it like this, “A merry heart is good medicine but a crushed spirit dries up the bones.” (Proverbs 17:22)
When is the last time that you had a good laugh? It just might do you some good.