Weary with what seemed like a prayer time during which I failed to reach God in any way, I rose from the altar and said, “Lord, again, I tried and tried but I couldn’t seem to pray at all.” Wow! God heard that statement. And I walked away with a enlarged understanding of prayer. Prayer is talking to God.
There most certainly are times of burdened prayer such as Jesus expressed at Gethsemane, when our hearts are full of sorrow and concern for some need. Sometimes we cannot even put words to those prayers. They are groaning of the heart and soul.
But it is April first. I want to talk about fun times when we talk to God. Do you ever tell him jokes? I do sometimes. The epitaph, I Told You I Was Sick, is an example of a joke I enjoyed with God. When you weary and need some fun, go online and read epitaphs. Find some that hit your funny bone and tell them to God.
If you’re feeling grumpy, everything is like looking through dirty windows, try out something like this. Confess your miseries. Tell God you have been to listening to too much negative stuff. Try out this line. “I hear it from the horse’s mouth, but I forget he is a neigh-sayer.” Oh, yes, puns are wonderful. Sometimes show him that funny pun that is in the form of a picture like the “Frayed Knot” above.
Another type joke you can enjoy with God, is some people blunders, often children. Like my son once told me he had learned a “greasy” verse in Sun. School. After great effort by the teacher, he had learned Isaiah 53:3 “He was despised and rejected of man, a man of sorrows, and acquainted with GREASE…”
You and God would probably enjoy this story form of joke. From alpha-jokes https://alphausa.org/alpha-jokes
The teacher asked, “If I sold my house and my car, had a big garage sale and gave all my money to the church, would that get me into Heaven?” he asked the children.
“NO!” the children all answered.
“If I cleaned the church every day, mowed the yard, and kept everything neat and tidy, would that get me into Heaven?” Again, the answer was “No.”
Well, then, if I was kind to animals and gave candy to all the children, and loved my wife, would that get me into Heaven?” “No,” they shouted.
“Well,” I continued, “then how can I get into Heaven?” he asked.
A five-year-old boy shouted out, “YOU GOTTA BE DEAD!!!”
I am from a generation that did not take much offence at what are jokes regarding groups of people. Wasn’t there a time when there were lots of Little Idiot jokes? Now there are blonde jokes by the dozens. My people did not take offense. We were (and still are) hit by “Holy Roller” or “Church Secretary” jokes. I think they are funny. My granddad loved Pat and Mike jokes (I guess Irish which we are, partly anyway). “Pat and Mike were walking through the woods. Pat was in front when he was suddenly whacked in the back of his head by a tree limb. Mike felt very sorry for Pat, he said, “Just imagine what that thing would have done if I hadn’t been holding it.”
Not much need for me to tell you what kind of joke NOT to tell God. He will let you know.
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