It’s not all poems, piano pieces, and probing questions around here. No sir (or ma’am).
I’m not pathologically serious. I promise. But I understand that some people might get that impression from me.
For that reason, I’m switching things up this week!
By which I don’t mean that I’ll be sharing jokes. I mean that I want to share three articles that are humorous. If you read them, you’ll laugh. And you should read them because laughter is good for you—and fun.
Here goes:
First, I liked this article “Why Aren’t Christians Funny?” The title got my attention because I’ve long asked this question myself. Here’s where the author goes:
So why, then, aren’t Christians known for being funny? Somewhere along the way, we decided that holiness looks solemn, that humor must be carefully managed, and that taking God seriously requires taking ourselves very seriously.
Instead of doing that, we should heed Piera Legardi’s advice: Unzip your serious suit. Wipe the crotchety look off your face and have some fun for crying out loud. Laugh.
Second, you should read “Missed Connections: Cringe Edition,” co-authored by Hannah Lang and Grace Leugenberger. I laughed non-stop, and I may or may not feel compelled to write about some hilarious stories from my own life.
Here’s the idea behind the article:
“Missed Connection” posts litter the internet: people seeking to be reunited with a stranger they crossed paths with for a fleeting moment, before fate or timidity whisked them away and robbed them of the chance of a face to face encounter. It’s a meet-cute without the meet, leaving you to turn to the only recourse available that could possibly rekindle the vibes: posting on the internet, and hoping the good people of earth will come to your aid and connect you to your charming, missing stranger. . . .
In my experience, there is a flipside to the missed connections coin. There are the strangers you come across who you do not wish to date, but wish to check in on, or give financial compensation to, because you have unwillingly tangled them up in your own foolishness, your own embarrassing moments. Chance steals them away before you have the ability to explain or apologize.
Well, no more.
What follows is a call to arms, an invitation into the internet void to help us find those strangers. These are stories that need closure, years later.
Trust me, you’ll want to read this.
Third, I liked this funny article by Ted Kluck: “On Summertime: Family Is Equal Parts a Blessing and An Absolute Mess.”
A memorable section:
In my particular theological subculture, there’s a real push to get married as early as possible and start popping out babies every nine-ish months or so. This is good, I guess. I don’t know. I also know that there is a good bit of smug pride still attached to these ideas even though sometimes it works out and sometimes it doesn’t. Sometimes mom looks elated with her brood, and sometimes she looks like she wishes she could die in her sleep. This, too, is normal. Smugness is fun, but it doesn’t get your son to potty-train and doesn’t get your daughter to stop texting the slack-jawed idiot she’s currently obsessed with.
Take a deep breath, unclench your jaw, laugh a little, and remember: God gave us the gift of humor because joy is part of what it means to be human.
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