El-Oh-El

I’m not going to lie to you. I generally consider myself to be a witty guy. Not to say I deserve my own comedy special but I love laughing and making people laugh, and I’m OK at it (most of the time). That might be hard to grasp for those that don’t know me personally, since I’m not inclined to try and make readers of this blog chuckle since this serves more of a space of contemplation than comedy – so I don’t blame you if you disagree. But you’re going to have to take my word on this one. (Side note: I don’t have a bucket list but if I did, trying my hand at an open mic stand-up would be on there) (Side note #2: The use of the acronym “LOL” or worse, it’s phonetic usage as a word – “LAWL” is a huge pet peeve of mine) (Side note #3: How do you like all these parentheses? PEMDAS, eat your heart out)

Heck even my own Mother doesn’t believe it. My favorite sister told me that our Mother said to her in disbelief : “I heard people think your brother is funny… I don’t see it”. It’s understandable since I’m not really the type to tickle the funny bone of the woman who reigned over my childhood with an iron fist. I kid of course, she still reigns over my adult life too.

Anyway, I’m fully aware I use humor as a defense mechanism. I also use it as a method of affirmation. I use it as a rallying point of fellowship, and I use it as form of consolation. To me, humor is applicable to nearly every stage in life, though I forget not everyone sees it that way. I joke about my own inadequacies because it’s my way of admitting them. To me, self-deprecating humor is the perfect distribution channel of laughs because there is no victim, since I don’t take myself too seriously. Of course it’s too easy for me to start clowning on others, and while most of the time it’s harmless, I fail to remember that not everyone deals with humor in the same manner. Let’s just say I’ve hurt some feelings along the way.

I believe that not everyone interacts with Faith the same either. Just as we all deal with life, family, and relationships in different methodologies, how we relate to God will be unique as well. As for me, I think God loves to laugh both with and at me – and I’m glad. Truth be told, I’m a damn fool sometimes, so it’s well deserved. Heck, I think that God even trolls me at times. Sometimes I look back at sequences of events in my life that can only be described as absurd, and I can’t help but shake my head and laugh. What’s a big deal to me today, is nothing but a humorous lesson learned tomorrow.

I may be cynical, but at the end of the day I’m joyous. And I have too many reasons to count as to why that is. I pray that I will be able to laugh through both the good and the bad times and that I will always have good people and a good God to share those laughs with.

…If you thought this post had a point and have been reading up until this point, then you have been punked. I have no idea what I’m getting at, suckaaaa.

So I leave you with this. Because it made me laugh out loud.