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A really stupid old joke. Three fellows have just died and
are at the pearly gates. St. Peter tells them that they can
enter if they can answer one simple question: "What is Easter?"
The first man replies, "Oh, that's easy, it's the holiday in
November when everyone gets together, eats turkey, and is
thankful..."
"WRONG," replies St. Peter, and proceeds to ask the second
man the same question, "What is Easter?"
The second man replies, "Easter is the holiday in December
when we put up a nice tree, exchange presents, and celebrate the
birth of Jesus."
St. Peter looks at the second man, shakes his head in
disgust, looks at the third man and asks, "What is Easter?"
"I know what Easter is. Easter is the Christian holiday
that coincides with the Jewish celebration of Passover. Jesus
was betrayed by one of his disciples, turned over to the Romans,
tried, tortured, and finally crucified on a cross. He was buried
in a nearby cave which was sealed off by a large boulder. Three
days later - Easter - Jesus comes out of the tomb...and if he
sees his shadow there will be 6 more weeks of winter."
I told you it was stupid.
Are there more? {Opportunity here for members of the
congregation to share "prescriptions for a merry heart" [jokes]
they received as they came into worship}
Becky Hand:
A minister was asked to dinner by one of his parishioners, who he knew was an unkempt housekeeper. When he sat down at the table, he noticed that the dishes were the dirtiest that he had ever seen in his life.
"Were these dishes ever washed?" he asked his hostess, running his fingers over the grit and grime.
She replied, "They're as clean as soap and water could get them."
He felt a bit apprehensive, but blessed the food anyway and started eating. It was really delicious and he said so, despite the dirty dishes.
When dinner was over, the hostess took the dishes outside and yelled, "Here Soap! Here Water!" Denise Kinnear:
A 4 year old boy spilled his cola on the rug the other day, and wanted to clean up the mess himself. He was told that the mop was just outside the back door. Quickly, he ran to the door, then realized that it had become dark outside.
Suddenly scared, he told his mom what the problem was. Assuring him, she told him that Jesus is everywhere, even in dark places, and that he'll always protect him. This put a smile on his face!
So, he opened the door just enough to poke his head outside and called out, "Jesus, if you're out there, could you pass me the mop?"
Three boys are in the school yard bragging about their fathers. The first boy says, "My Dad scribbles a few words on a piece of paper, he calls it a poem, they give him $50."
The second boy says, "That's nothing. My Dad scribbles a few words on a piece of paper, he calls it a song, they give him $100."
The third boy says, "I got you both beat. My Dad scribbles a few words on a piece of paper, he calls it a sermon... and it takes eight people to collect all the money!" Bill Dyke:
A friend was in front of me coming out of church one day, and the preacher was standing at the door as he always is to shake hands. He grabbed my friend by the hand and pulled him aside. The pastor said to him, "You need to join the Army of the Lord!"
My friend replied, "I'm already in the army of the Lord, Pastor."
The Pastor questioned, "How come I don't see you except at Christmas and Easter?"
And with a totally straight face, he whispered back, "I'm in the Secret Service." Gordon Hand:
Little Johnny was walking down the beach, and he spied a matronly woman sitting under a beach umbrella on the sand. He walked up to her and asked, "Are you a Christian?"
"Yes." she replied.
"Do you read your Bible every day?"
She nodded her head, "Yes."
"Do you pray often?" the boy asked next, and again she answered, "Yes."
With that he asked his final question, "Will you hold my quarter while I go swimming?" Dottie Wingert:
"Holy Humor Sunday." If you are not familiar with the
concept, it is only because your experience has not been in the
Eastern Orthodox tradition. It is based on the understanding
that the Resurrection of Jesus is the ultimate joke on death,
Satan, and all the forces of evil. It is a testament to the God
who, as the Psalmist says, "sits in the heavens and laughs"(1) at
the foolishness of humanity and any forces that might seek to
thwart divine purposes. Word has it that one tradition is for
priests to gather on the Monday following Easter for cigars,
brandy, and jokes to celebrate the God who does this surprising,
transforming thing.(2) (Sounds like my kind of Presbytery
meeting.)
Related to all that is this tradition of designating the
second Sunday of Easter (which some liturgical calendars call
"Low Sunday") as "Holy Humor Sunday." We bring bells and
noisemakers of all sorts and use them heartily at any points in
the service that reflect celebration - "alleluia," "joy," even
the venerable AMEN. The resurrection is comedy of the best sort,
the unexpected reversal of expectations. Mary comes to the tomb
on Easter morning expecting to find a dead body. Her train of
thought keeps barreling along one track, and she almost literally
stumbles over the risen Lord. Humor of the highest order.
Resurrection reverses the expectation of gloom and doom in the
face of death and instead brings celebration. Ring those bells!
YES. "A cheerful heart is a good medicine, but a crushed
spirit dries up the bones." Amen? Amen!
Humor has been a part of our faith tradition since the
beginning. There is some wonderful comedy in the Old Testament,
if we would read it correctly. There is that wild and wacky
story of Jonah that uses humor to skewer Israel's temptation to
tell God who can be saved and who cannot. There is that
beautiful little memoir of Ruth that attacks Israel's racism by
subtly reminding them that the great-grandmother of their
greatest king was a lady of another race. There is that fun
little story in Judges(3) where Ehud the Benjaminite kills the big,
fat Moabite king Eglon - he stabs him with a short sword that he
has to leave behind after the dastardly deed because it gets
stuck in the king's fat and won't come out. There are lots of
other examples.
The New Testament has fun stuff too, if we will read it
properly. Jesus' illustration of someone trying to call
attention to a tiny speck in a neighbor's eye while a whole log
is hanging out of his own eye is one. Elton Trueblood wrote a
book entitled The Humor of Christ that was inspired by that
passage. He says,
Have you seen the Robin Williams movie Patch Adams(6) that came out several years ago? It is
the wonderful true story of a compassionate but outrageous
medical student who risked his career by defying the medical
profession with his unwavering belief that laughter is both
therapeutic and contagious. Inspired to become a doctor while
institutionalized for depression as a teenager, Patch Adams
attended the Medical College of Virginia in the late '60's and
early '70's where he was criticized in his official medical
school record for "excessive happiness" and was once told by a
faculty advisor, "If you want to be a clown, join the circus."
Patch did, in fact, want to be a clown. But he also wanted to be
a physician. Combining those vastly different sides of his
personality, he became both. After graduation, he formed the
Gesundheit Institute, dedicated to a more connected, personalized
approach to medicine. Using unconventional methods and wacky
surprises to ease patients' anxiety and enhance their healing,
Patch helped pioneer the idea that doctors should treat people,
not just disease.
Adams began receiving a flurry of media coverage about his
unorthodox clinic in the mid-'80's (despite resisting at first).
He eventually wrote the book about his work upon which the film
is based in 1993 in which Patch explains his humor-driven
prescriptions and why he is willing to dress like a gorilla, fill
a room full of balloons or a tub full of noodles to elicit a
smile, a spiritual connection, or a simple moment of pleasure
from a patient. "I've always thought it strange and unfortunate
that people think nothing of acting angry and grumpy, but are
self-conscious about demonstrating positive feelings," says
Patch. "We all know how important love is, yet how often is it
really emoted or exhibited? What so many sick people in this
world suffer from - loneliness, boredom and fear - can't be cured
with a pill."
Today we know about endorphins and the importance of the
mind in the healing process. That knowledge did not exist back
in the '60's and '70's when Patch was forming his philosophy.
But someone much farther back than that knew: "A cheerful heart
is a good medicine, but a crushed spirit dries up the bones."
That is a reminder we all need from time to time. Life can
become a burden; we can despair of ourselves and everything
around us; we can be depressed, discouraged, despondent; we can
get so far DOWN that we cannot remember UP! Then along comes a
day like today. A day for laughter and light-heartedness, for
comedy and craziness, a day to celebrate the victory of the
resurrection over death and the grave, a day to join our voices
with the God who "sits in the heavens and laughs," a day to
remember the promise of Jesus who said, "I came that you might
have life and have it more abundantly."(7)
One more prescription: Two women were discussing their
pastors. One woman said, "My pastor is so good he can talk on
any subject for an hour."
The other woman responded, "That's nothing. My pastor can
talk for an hour without any subject at all."(8) Enough!
"A cheerful heart is a good medicine, but a crushed spirit
dries up the bones." Amen? Amen!
1. Psalm 2:4 2. Bruce Naylor, via Ecunet, "Sermonshop 1999 04 04," #41, 3/29/99 3. Judges 3:12-30 4. Elton Trueblood, The Humor of Christ, (San Francisco: Harper & Row, 1964), p. 9 5. ibid., p. 15 6. Universal Pictures, 1998, a Blue Wolf, Farrell/Minoff, Bungalow 78 Production 7. John 10:10 8. The Joyful Noiseletter, April 1999, p. 2
The Senility Prayer
To forget the people I never liked anyway,
The good fortune to run into the ones I do,
And the eyesight to tell the difference.
The germ of the idea which has finally led to the
writing of this book was planted many years ago when
our eldest son was four years old. We were reading to
him from the seventh chapter of Matthew's Gospel,
feeling very serious, when suddenly the little boy
began to laugh. He laughed because he saw how
preposterous it would be for a man to be so deeply
concerned about a speck in another person's eye, that
he was unconscious of the fact his own eye had a beam
in it. Because the child understood perfectly that the
human eye is not large enough to have a beam in it, the
very idea struck him as ludicrous. His gay laughter
was a rebuke to his parents for their failure to
respond to humor in an unexpected place.(4)
I have always thought that Jesus was fun to be around, not
some dour, unsmiling, serious "religious" type. You know why?
Kids. Kids were attracted to him, and I have never met anyone to
whom kids were attracted who was grim and glum. Trueblood again:
Anyone who reads the Synoptic Gospels with a relative
freedom from presuppositions might be expected to see
that Christ laughed, and that He expected others to
laugh, but our capacity to miss this aspect of His life
is phenomenal. We are so sure that He was always
deadly serious that we often twist His words in order
to try to make them conform to our preconceived mold.
A misguided piety has made us fear that acceptance of
His obvious wit and humor would somehow be mildly
blasphemous or sacrilegious. Religion, we think, is
serious business, and serious business is incompatible
with banter.(5)
Too bad. Our loss. After all, even in matters of faith,
perhaps ESPECIALLY in matters of faith, "A cheerful heart is a
good medicine, but a crushed spirit dries up the bones."

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