Midweek Mirth

One of the misconceptions about being a Christian is non-Christians think we don’t know how to have fun or have a sense of humor. Trust me, if the Big Guy can have a sense of humor when it comes to dealing with us mere mortals, so can we.

The difference for Christians is we don’t have to debase ourselves or others to generate a smile. Laughter at life or ourselves is a gift from God.

So, let’s smile a little!

Many of you know, fish is a Catholic staple during Lent. In that spirit, I’ll share this tidbit…

Lost on a rainy Lenten Friday night, a priest stumbles into a monastery and requests shelter there. Fortunately, he’s just in time for dinner and was treated to the best fish and chips he’s ever had.

After dinner, he goes into the kitchen to thank the chefs. He is met by two brothers, “Hello, I’m Brother Michael, and this is Brother Francis.”

“I’m very pleased to meet you. I just wanted to thank you for a wonderful dinner. The fish and chips were the best I’ve ever tasted. Out of curiosity, who cooked what?”

Brother Michael replied, “Well, I’m the fish friar.”

Father turns to the other brother and says, “Then you must be …”

“Yes, I’m afraid I’m the chip monk …”

And now for the bonus …

 Relatively Speaking

“Did you see how pleased Mrs. Smith looked when I told her she didn’t look a day older than her daughter?” a woman asked.

“No, I didn’t notice Mrs. Smith,” her husband responded. “I was too busy watching the expression on her daughter’s face!”

THOUGHT TO REMEMBER: When I stand before God at the end of my life, I would hope that I would not have a single bit of talent left, and could say, “I used everything You gave me.” Erma Bombeck

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4 Responses to Midweek Mirth

  1. In this place of pure disaster,
    in cancer’s groaning dread,
    the only antidote is laughter,
    and lo, the demons fled.
    Jokes about the spreading tumours,
    and humour in incontinence
    have put paid to the silly rumours
    of rising despair in present tense.
    And always, I can bait the beast,
    and make Satan my spirit see;
    for my mantra is, “At least
    I’m not slow, soft and ugly.”
    The crowning glory of my derisive laugh
    is that God’ll ask me for my autograph.


  2. Onisha Ellis says:

    I enjoyed the Jonah cartoon. Thanks!


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