Good morning joy-filled people
For some of you today, you simply need a little joy and laughter in your life. It may have been awhile but today would be a good day to laugh again.
Psalm 16:11b You will fill me with joy in your presence.
Firstly, true joy can only be found in a relationship with God. He is the source of our joy, as indeed He is the source of all that we need. I encourage you to delight yourself in the Lord today and let His delight overflow onto you. Maybe your prayer today is “Lord, let me experience joy in your presence.”
Proverbs 17:22 A cheerful heart is good medicine.
God also chooses to work through people and sometimes we need to stop and feed ourselves on some good funny stuff. It’s a little too easy to focus in on all the bad stuff of life. We need to be intentional about feeding on the good stuff and even the fun stuff. Laughter is good medicine.
The Sunday School teacher was describing how Lot’s wife looked back and
turned into a pillar of salt, when little Jason interrupted, ’My Mommy
looked back once while she was driving,’ he announced triumphantly, ’and she turned into a telephone pole!’
A Sunday school teacher was telling her class the story of the Good
Samaritan. She asked the class, ’If you saw a person lying on the roadside,
all wounded and bleeding, what would you do?’ A thoughtful little girl broke the hushed silence, ’I think I’d throw up.’
DID NOAH FISH?
A Sunday school teacher asked, ’Johnny, do you think Noah did a lot of
fishing when he was on the Ark?’ ’No,’ replied Johnny. ’How could he, with just two worms.’
A Sunday school teacher said to her children, ’We have been learning how
powerful kings and queens were in Bible times. But, there is a Higher Power.
Can anybody tell me what it is?’ One child blurted out, ’Aces!’
MOSES AND THE RED SEA
Nine-year-old Joey was asked by his mother what he had learned in Sunday
School. ’Well, Mom, our teacher told us how God sent Moses behind enemy lines on a rescue mission to lead the Israelites out of Egypt. When he got to the Red Sea, he had his army build a pontoon bridge and all the people walked across safely. Then he radioed headquarters for reinforcements. They sent bombers to blow up the bridge and all the Israelites were saved.’ ’Now, Joey, is that really what your teacher taught you?’ his mother asked ’Well, no, Mom. But, if I told it the way the teacher did, you’d never believe it!’
THE LORD IS MY SHEPHERD
A Sunday School teacher decided to have her young class memorise one of the most quoted passages in the Bible – Psalm 23. She gave the youngsters a
month to learn the chapter. Little Rick was excited about the task – but he
just couldn’t remember the Psalm. After much practice, he could barely get
past the first line. On the day that the kids were scheduled to recite Psalm 23 in front of the congregation, Ricky was so nervous. When it was his turn, he stepped up to the microphone and said proudly, ’The Lord is my Shepherd, and that’s all I need to know.’
The preacher’s 5 year-old daughter noticed that her father always paused and
bowed his head for a moment before starting his sermon. One day, she asked
him why. ’Well, Honey,’ he began, proud that his daughter was so observant of his messages. ’I’m asking the Lord to help me preach a good sermon.’ ’How come He doesn’t answer it?’ she asked.
A pastor said to a precocious six-year-old boy, ’So your mother says your
prayers for you each night? That’s very commendable. What does she say?’
The little boy replied, ’Thank God he’s in bed!’
UNTIMELY ANSWERED PRAYER
During the minister’s prayer one Sunday, there was a loud whistle from one
of the back pews. Tommy’s mother was horrified. She pinched him into silence and, after church, asked, ’Tommy, whatever made you do such a thing?’ Tommy answered, soberly, ’I asked God to teach me to whistle, and He did!’
SAY A PRAYER
Little Johnny and his family were having Sunday dinner at his Grandmother’s
house. Everyone was seated around the table as the food was being served.
When Little Johnny received his plate, he started eating right away. ’Johnny! Please wait until we say our prayer.’ said his mother.’I don’t need to,’ the boy replied. ’Of course, you do,’ his mother insisted. ’We always say a prayer before eating at our house.’ ’That’s at our house,’ Johnny explained. ’But this is Grandma’s house and she knows how to cook!’