Just For Laughs

Growing up I was a jokester, laughing easily and often. I was happy. For the most part, life was good. As an adult, I went through many difficult years and as a result I ended up losing a lot of my laughter. I became a shell of what I used to be. I walked around without joy, without happiness, and without my trademark smile that I had always been known for.

I lost my laugh. I lost my joy.

Just like me I am sure that your life can get overwhelming at times too. It can become easy to get bogged down in the enormity of it all. You can forget that among all the bad things going on that there really are some – and usually many – bright spots. Sometimes in life you have to let yourself unwind, relax, and refocus on all the good things that are happening. Even though life can be hard, we should never forget that we are truly blessed and that we cannot give up or give in to the craziness around us. We have to find joy in the small things in life and remember how blessed we really are. Our focus needs to be on the positive things in our lives.

We have to remember that our joy is not in our circumstances, but that OUR JOY IS IN THE LORD!

After working through the painful parts of my life, with God’s help, I started finding my happiness again. Life was not perfect, but I realized that true joy does not depend upon what is going on in my life. Real joy depends on my relationship with God. I will never forget when my laughter really came back. I felt alive again! I wanted to remember all the blessings that God had given to me from an early age, and so I started writing these true stories from childhood which I call REAL.

As you read them, I hope you too will laugh and remember some of the funny times in your life. So go ahead, laugh with me, and remember the good things that God has done and will continue to do for you.

Walkie Talkie Kisses

“Butterball, I see the two people in question. Do you read? I see the two people in question. Over.”

“Lollipop, what method of attack do you advise? Over.”

“Butterball, let’s go in quickly so they don’t have a chance to getaway this time. Over.”

“Lollipop, I’m ready when you are. Over.”

“Butterball, let’s go in on the count of three. One, two, THREE!”

“All right you two, freeze! Put your hands where we can see them. Move away from each other – slowly. YOU’RE BUSTED!”

“You thought you could get away with it again! And in our own house! Did you really think we wouldn’t catch you – KISSING? And in the kitchen of all places. Good grief mom and dad!”

Let me explain. My name is Laurie, alias Lollipop and my sister’s name is Esther, alias Butterball. We named ourselves after our kittens Lollipop and Butterball. As children, we would always use our walkie talkies to try and catch our parents kissing. They were always kissing so it wasn’t hard to do.

I grew up in a family with three other siblings. First, there was Esther. Two years later along came me, Laurie. My brother Aaron was born seven years after me. Last but not least, Rachel came along five years after that. Together our initials spell REAL (Rachel, Esther, Aaron, Laurie).

A family with four kids has a lot of great stories. What I’m about to share are REAL stories about growing up. Maybe you can relate.

Just For Laughs by Laurie Bosley, 2003 copyright. All rights reserved.

It’s a Miracle!

A Hair-Brained Idea

Eyebrows for Esther

NASCAR Mom

Faster than a Pit Stop

The Last Laugh

The Lecture

Wynn, Where, Why and How

The Purple Cow

Preacher Rachel