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dreamstime_m_17585533Sometimes a slap-stick moment comes out that reminds us that our marriage is improved by a serving of humor.

My husband goes to a pain management clinic for a back procedure every few months. This involves several processes, but always includes a steroid injection or two that develops into jittery goofiness.

Yesterday, after my husband’s post-procedure nap, we got into the car to head out for dinner. The outside temperature was 102 degrees, and the immediate hot air blasting out of the car vents was enough to make me want to jump back out into the much cooler heat. So I reached for the dial to turn the blower off.

My action was immediately intercepted, “Oh no, you have to have the blower going so the gate will open!”

Seriously, “Are you pulling my leg?” Either the meds had really done a number on him, which would have been understood, or he was pulling one of his pranks on me — which has been a part of our marriage.

“No, seriously, the compressor will not be exposed, so it will not kick in. The gate has to open.”

Was I suddenly on Mars? Was I having a brain spasm? At the 15-year mark in our marriage, I’ve learned to let some things go. Don’t make life more difficult by questioning.

So, I suffered through the death-inducing hot air and I drove through the apartment gate. Then I remarked, “There is no compressor in that gate!”

Well, we both laughed until we were crying. Pull me over officer, I am drunk (with laughter). Right? Apparently, as my refrigeration tech husband then explained to me, inside the air conditioning duct is a little door (which he called a gate) that remains closed when the blower is shut off. Cooling will not begin to occur unless the gate is open.

Life is full of humor. The book of laughter continues to fill.

The funniest moment we experienced happened in our first year of marriage. I was standing in the kitchen and heard my husband calling me from the yard, “Come here, you’ve got to see this.” So I walked out on the deck and looked down to see my man covered with chocolate-colored mud from head to toe, with white eyes glaring where his glasses had been on his face. Imagine it as if he had worn little round cups that had shielded his eyes as he fell. This in-grained image continues to bring on the best of belly laughs, happy memories surface, and relaxation follows suit.

I think humor is critical in marriage. We must forgive. We must take life as it comes. Life is hard, and marriage isn’t any easier. Living with our best friend helps, and thank goodness for laughter!

 

 

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laugher best medicineYou don’t have to remind me about the value of humor, but sometimes laughter is like a nudge. After a good laugh…ahhh…there it is again, I’ve found that wonderful feeling, don’t sweat over small stuff, and it is ALL small stuff.

So, the other day I was scrolling through LaShonda Tyree’s Handmade Soap Coach site and stumbled across a photo with a caption that led me to laugh out loud, “Life is short, smile while you still have teeth.” Hysterical, and oh so appropriate at that particular moment in my day.

A friend at work loves to say, at the times we need it most, “It ain’t no thing,” and “It’s all good.” Don’t sweat the small stuff. Smile while you still have teeth.

Remember the movie The In Law’s from some year in the past (1970’s)? I could be dating myself, but who cares? I still laugh myself crazy over what I call the serpentine scene. These two men end up dodging bullets, literally, running around (serpentining, excuse my language, like idiots). One says, “Serpentine!,” the other asks, “Are you kidding me?”, and the response is, “We’ll never make it if we keep on lying here!” Good old humor, and with a twist…we’ll never make it if we keep on lying here (without our sense of humor). We’ll be dead, and without teeth, right?

Life is tough. Life is short.

A spoonful of sugar makes the medicine go down. Laughter is good medicine! (HelpGuide.org):

Laughter is good for your health

  • Laughter relaxes the whole body. A good, hearty laugh relieves physical tension and stress, leaving your muscles relaxed for up to 45 minutes after.
  • Laughter boosts the immune system. Laughter decreases stress hormones and increases immune cells and infection-fighting antibodies, thus improving your resistance to disease.
  • Laughter triggers the release of endorphins, the body’s natural feel-good chemicals. Endorphins promote an overall sense of well-being and can even temporarily relieve pain.
  • Laughter protects the heart. Laughter improves the function of blood vessels and increases blood flow, which can help protect you against a heart attack and other cardiovascular problems.

There’s more…

Proverbs 17:22 A cheerful heart is good medicine, but a crushed spirt dries up the bones.

Anyone for a good dose of slapstick humor? When was the last night you stumbled on your own feet, but managed to stay upright, and someone asked, “Did you have a nice trip?” Yeah, that sort of silliness. How about this story…I worked in downtown Indianapolis and we wore dresses and hosiery (a requirement), and slips as well. I lost my half slip standing at the corner while waiting for a traffic light to change. Seriously, girl. I stepped out of that slip and stuffed it in my coat pocket. When we walked into the office elevator a co-worker finally brought my special moment up. She said, “Way to go grace!” Ha! My name became Grace for several years after that. Tell me your story. We all want a good hearty laugh!
    

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action steps, first step to small business, solo-preneaurMy husband shares inspirational videos with me. This is one of the things that I love about him, he knows my heart. He knows where I am at today, and where I want to be tomorrow.

The subject of a recent video was a woman who loves to bake. Her specialty – banana bread.

She did not see the value in her unique and delicious recipe but her loved ones did. Her friends and family presented her with colorful labels and attractive bread wrappers and commanded, “Now go to work. Bake your bread.”

She baked her golden loaves and headed out to make cold calls one Friday afternoon. She was filled with anticipation of a display on the front counter of a local meat shop. The owner did not say no, but told her, “I hate to disappoint you. You are not going to sell banana bread in a butcher shop.” Determined, she placed a basket of sixty small loaves on a glass display shelf.

By Saturday afternoon the basket was empty.

Days later, the buzz question in the meat shop was, “When will the banana bread be available again?”

Today, the banana bread women does not bake a single loaf for the bread basket in the meat shop. She bakes 1000 loaves a day.

I have my head wrapped around a new business idea. The creativity wheels are turning. I was sitting at my desk at my full-time job when the chirp of a new text message caught my attention. It was my husband, “Gotta make the banana bread.” Sheer encouragement. Bam!

There is no giving up. The words I CAN NOT DO THIS are not an option. I, you, we, she, must make the banana bread. The support that I (or you) receive may not be cute labels and wrappers, but out of love, I am reminded to make the bread. I am reminding you to bake your bread!

When you want to give up, don’t give in, smell that bread!

Dreaming is not an action. Thinking is not doing. Taking steps that move me, and you, closer to our end goal, towards the vision that we have, is action.

Bake your banana bread!

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jumbo puppy www.hispasturepressDiesel and I were secured in the dog park when I heard a little voice squeal with delight, “Look mom, a jumbo puppy!” He did not see a chunky wrinkle-faced bulldog, he saw a jumbo puppy! The tiny boy clung to the chain link fence with intent, with nothing short of delight in his eyes. A memory formed in the boy’s mind that instant, the days he saw a tiger-striped chubby dog that strolled in a rolling motion and snorted as he went.

This notice of simple pleasure reminded me to treat today, every day, as the best day ever.

To see life through the eyes of a child.

The sun suddenly became brighter. Blue deepened from horizon to horizon. Clouds fluffed. Air freshened.

This coffee mug that sits within my reach holds not just any ordinary beverage and it is not of a simple design. It is painted with bright hues of red, blue, yellow, and green. I could be drinking it on a veranda, admiring the beautiful Hill Country. I see it. Do you? The coffee is perfectly steamy, with just a touch of vanilla…and something else that I do not recognize. Smooth. This is why they call it Texas Pecan. Today, I let it linger over my tongue. I enjoy every…single…drop.

As I prepare for my day, I am not simply dressing. I am staging my day with color. Today is a deep blue day…from turquoise to navy, with a touch of clay. I am choosing from the box of crayons of life once again. Is it periwinkle, or sea foam green? Perhaps it is tomato red tomorrow. Mountain meadow?

I am listening in these early morning hours to the hum of the refrigerator. I think of my grandmother’s large kitchen with her Formica topped table and white metal cabinets. The freezer and refrigerator filled with Missouri peaches and grandfather’s favorite salads. They also hummed away, holding the treasures from earth cold and fresh. The snoring buzz of the bulldog, the five-year-old jumbo puppy gives warmth to my heart. His eyes pop open now and then, but he is unconscious, the monkey. I hear the tapping of the keyboard. Happy sounds from my fingertips. Painting words on paper. This is not just the ordinary. This is life times one-hundred.

Hello world. I shake your hand. I hug your people. I embrace your beauty. I absorb what you, my Father, have surrounded my being with.

Today, I am who I am. I live in a “jumbo puppy” world.

This is the best day…ever.

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best day everI like the sound of best day ever. I believe we all do. What about the best Christmas ever?

That is exactly what I experienced, the best Christmas ever.

After the celebration passed, I contemplated life in general, asking myself how I could mirror the beautiful days that flowed from Christmas 2014.

I formed a recipe:

  1. Start each day with a prayer.
  2. Live each day with purpose.
  3. Place every worry in a box. Tie the package snug with a ribbon and give it to God. He, above all, will love his gift because full surrender is what he placed on his “I want” list.
  4. Above all — love completely — with a glad heart that is not blemished with anger, resentment, frustration, or fear. Look at your spouse as you looked at her/him the very day you fell in love. Think of your children, and grandchildren, as the babies that sweetly cooed themselves into your life.
  5. See the world with child-like wonder. Hear the music — break down each melody by note, instrument, and listen to the joys of the world in exactly the same manner. Notice color, aroma, and the beauty that God gave us through nature. Remember these gifts, always.
  6. End the day with prayer. For we are here for him. Always.

Happy New Year…and may it be the best year ever!

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Mary L Humphrey

His Pasture Press

Writing from the heart.

 

 

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We cannot see it.

We cannot touch it.

We cannot taste it.

Alas, we can feel it — not with our fingertips, but through our spirit and deep into our soul.

Love.

A man of law challenged Jesus with a question. What is the greatest commandment? Jesus replied, “Love the Lord your God with all your heart and with all your soul and with all your mind. This is the first and greatest commandment. And the second is like it: ‘Love your neighbor as yourself.'”

Are these commandments easier to obey – to not covet, kill, or is it to honor thy mother and thy father?

Peace, for all, is found in commitment to the first and greatest commandment, but the second, the one that is “like it” is also the one that changes our world….one person, one moment at a time. Do you see it, the most difficult of all to follow? It requires strength and forgiveness — letting go of self.

I have heard it said, “If you want to change the world start with you.” One tiny speck in the crowd – me, you, and we.

Jesus changed the world because he gave us an ultimate choice to make, one that brings forgiveness, and absolute freedom. He did not, and could not, change the world with one swipe of his teachings. He still stands, though, and this (He, our un-denying vow) is the difference we can make in this world. Keep it alive.

Pray, share, and practice – carry it out – love.

Be strong.

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Matthew 22:35-40 (NIV)

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soap www.anniesgoathill.comFall has a way of shepherding me into deep thought. Perhaps it results from the shortening of the daylight hours, the long shadows that stream across the grass in the early evening hours. The reminder that God has a plan.

In this season, I curl up with great books that take me to homesteads; to simpler lives and times.

I smell the cozy wonders of cooking, just a step away from the brisk outdoor wisps that carry the hint of the coming winter. I hear the sounds of harvest as the fields changeover from green to brown. I smell the crisp tart apples in baskets lined up on the porch of the canning kitchen, and I see the wholesome jars of food that hold promise in the cellar.

These things are a reminder to me that we must never give up the good things we are made of. Never give up the dreams that bind our souls. God gave us such individual strengths and gifts, to not go to waste.

I look at this bar of soap, the one that I crafted years ago, and I see hope. I see a story. I see a love for the basics in life. I want to share that feeling, and I want you to do it also, share your heart with the world in your own unique way. You have it too, a dream to pursue…I pray that you know that.

Blessings,

Mary Humphrey

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