Many of you reading this will know that earlier this week my mother had a fall. Her legs just quit working properly. As it turned out, she was having a severe reaction to a medicinal drug she was taking. It’s been 72 hours since she last took it and already her strength is returning.
You can imagine my own fright when I heard a crash and ran to find my mother lying on the bathroom floor. My mind was racing with all sorts of scenarios. Did she trip, slip, faint? Her speech was slightly slurred. She was confused. Was she having a stroke or was this a reaction to shock? Was it her heart?
I put a towel under her head and encouraged her to be still. Then, slowly, together we managed to get her up. Holding onto me we got to the couch where she could sit and then lie down. I talked to her doctor. It seemed that indeed it was a drug reaction. For the rest of the day she rested, holding onto me to guide her when she needed to get up for anything.
In the midst of this scary situation, we both ended up in giggles more than once. There was the moment when I first got her to the couch. I went to her bedroom to retrieve some pillows. As I came near she let out a yelp! I had stepped on her bare foot. Declaring how sorry I was, I turned to put her pillows down, and knocked her on the side of her head with my elbow! Once again, uttering my apologies, I pulled on her robe that was wadded up behind her, and nearly sent her flipping over! I stepped back and said, “Mom, obviously I’m better with animals.” She replied, “If I moo, neigh, or bark, will that help?” Hysterical laughter broke out. I was doubled over and Mom was laughing till her eyes watered.
I can honestly report that since then, taking extreme caution, I have managed NOT to step on, bash into, or flip my mother over. She is recovering well — in spite of my help!
I love the Bible teaching that God created us in His image. That means that God laughs, too. I have often imagined Jesus laughing with His disciples over some exaggerated fishing tale. It’s been proven by psychologists that laughter is physically and emotionally good for us. Of course, that discovery is no surprise. God Himself recorded that fact for us over 2000 years ago in Proverbs 17:22: “A joyful heart is good medicine, but a crushed spirit dries up the bones.”
Whatever is happening in your world today. Whether you are in fright, or time of worry, or tears come; somewhere in the midst — I hope you laugh.
Thank you Heavenly Father for Mrs. Pat and Miss Vickie, How the Father let you two relax after such a fright. Love you both Dearly.