I share some of my laughable (at least to me) Parkinson’s moments, here and on Facebook (including the latest about my “visit” to the optometrist) with the hope it will at least make someone smile,
because
I believe laughter is truly a good medicine, reducing stress, boosting immune system, decreasing pain, regulating blood pressure and improving memory,
and
I believe laughter, in the midst suffering, is a subversive and defiant declaration to the powers of darkness, “Your time is almost up!”
Yes, I am going to grieve and groan, because I live in a body and world, for which I was not designed,
but not as one, who has no hope.
I will also laugh,
in amusement at the absurdities of this world (even when it involves my own suffering),
in anticipation of the time,
when tears and groans disappear completely and forever,
when faith becomes sight and I see the see the glory of God in the face of Jesus, face to face—
a glory so great, it will make my most intense time of suffering, seem light and momentary.
And this defiant laughter does not come from courage of my own, but from confidence in this promise of God—
The True Light,
Who could not be overcome by the darkness, when He came into the world in weakness and humility,
will obliterate the darkness, when He returns to the world in power and glory.
transforming this world into a paradise of perpetual joy and laughter.
I can rejoice always, because in all circumstances, including the ones making me groan, I have a reason to laugh.