Yesterday morning I was cruising down the road, somewhere after mile two, and came face to face with a very startled doe. I'll be honest, I don't know what preoccupies does, but I am not a sneaky runner, by any stretch. So when I rounded the curve and this doe did a double take including startled snort and a definitely ungraceful scramble, I found myself laughing out loud, by myself in the near-dark of predawn somewhere more than a mile from home.
If you had told me six months ago that I would be running 3-4 times a week and looking forward to it, I would have snorted in your face. If you had told me that somewhere in the middle of it I would be caught up in a belly laugh before dawn mid-run, well, I can't even think what I would have had to say or if I would have even been able to speak.
Life's been like that a lot lately, catching me unawares with things that both tickle and amaze me, even my own kids have either become way more funny, or I simply have laughter much closer under the surface than I used to. Even a random cow standing alone on a large pile of dirt will spur me to thoughts of bovine King of the Mountain and send me into gales of giggles alone in my van late in the afternoon.
I don't know when I lost my funny bone or where I found it again, but I am glad to have it back. Life's a funny old thing and a little laughter sure makes it sail more smoothly.
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This reminds me of a story Beth Moore told in one of the Beloved Disciple sessions. She had prayed and asked God to "delight" her that day. Well, as she was walking in the woods, she came across baby bears. They were adorable, but if there are baby bears, there is also a mama bear, so she took off running. Somewhere on the run down the hill, she remembered her prayer and started shouting, "DELIGHT!"
So funny that you mention that, Heather. My theme for this year is "Delight"
thanks for posting this, felt like I was there with you
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