Last week, on Facebook, I had made an innocent enough status update about My Youngest Miracle wanting some of her "Mama's Best in the Whole Wide World EVER Chicken and Dumplings for Supper" ... and, because of that, I added, "there was a frozen chicken in my sink."
It was a popular posting, with over 50 "likes" and just about as many comments.
Several longtime followers commented that they loved my old-fashioned recipe ... which they knew about from my old blog, three and a half years ago: Ma's Old Prairie Dumplings ... however, not many knew the "inside joke" about there being a chicken in the sink.
And they weren't supposed to ... because that dadgum "chicken in the sink" is a special family joke that goes way, way, way back.
It wasn't long before a family member finally chimed in with a comeback to acknowledge the personal "chicken in the sink" joke ... lol ... and it wasn't long after that I had to respond as well by calling out my adorable, and beloved, shithead of a sister.
It was a silly, and warm, moment between us.
But, unfortunately, it also wasn't long before an offended someone chimed in with admonitions directed toward us for "being of-the-world, and un-Christian, for using such language."
Those who know me, know that THAT left me feeling just as offended for being chastised and disrespected on my own personal territory.
Those who know me, also know that I was embarrassed to be called out for being un-Christian.
Those who know me, know that I am very much a believer in Christ.
Those who know me, know that there will never be FILTH on my page.
Those who know me, know that my adorable little sister has ALWAYS been my beloved shithead ... and they also know she loves me a hole hole hole hole hole hole hole hole hole lot.
This person obviously didn't know me.
I have been advised that I need to put some kind of "disclaimer" on my Facebook page ... to familiarize myself to others who don't quite know me yet.
I have to be careful, and I have to try to maintain a certain balance .... to my un-believing friends, I must come across as approachable and not too preachy and real ... and to my believing friends, I must come across as approachable and not too preachy and real.
Seems like that ought to be easy, but it's not.
I can easily offend my non-believers as well as my believers .... it not easy pleasing everyone all of the time.
So I shrug, I smile, I say my apologies, and I still say my sister is a shithead ... and I will stay the same, and pray for serenity and sympathy.
But this situation has me asking myself a question ... can Christians have a sense of humor?
I think this question can better be answered by asking another question ... did Christ have a sense of humor?
Please let us remember that Jesus was a man ... A REAL MAN ... and He was just as intensely HUMAN as you are.
There is more to Him than a miraculous conception, a plethora of divine healings, preaching the Good News, raising the dead, stilling raging seas, teaching a better way to live, and walking around the dusty roads of the Middle East with a handful of ruffian vagabonds.
He grew up in a large, wealthy family ... He had at least four brothers and two sisters ... He was not an only child; nor was He destitute and poor. Can you imagine Him laughing and playing?
His family owned a construction business ... He was a skilled builder ... can you imagine His muscles and His strength and His magnificent creations from HIs own Hands?
I am sure He heard a lot, and saw a whole lot, before He came onto the Biblical scene at the age of thirty.
He was a Man full of great compassion and goodwill ... He was a Man completely free of inferiority complexes, and insecurities, and He was able to be who He knew Himself to be without doubts or second-guessing Himself ... He was a Man full of high spirits ... A Man with a passion, and zest, for Life ... He was fun. He was playful. Did He, or did He not, change vast amounts of water into wine to keep the Good times rolling? My point exactly.
Christ was brimming with a generous amount of good humor.
He'd have to be.
Look at who His best friends were ... it’s hard to imagine someone being able to put up with those disciples of His ... especially the pompous-assed Peter ... without a sense of humor.
Speaking of Peter, I wrote a stage play about eight years ago ... about Peter ... and I just might have to post excerpts of it in my blog every once in a while ... it is educational, funny, and historically accurate ... and it will offend you; it will make you think.
But I digress.
Christ was a brother, a friend, a leader, a storyteller, a teacher ... it’s hard to imagine any one of those without a sense of humor.
Don't tell me He was too Holy to exchange playful banters back-n-forth ... don't tell me He was too Holy to pull practical jokes, and tease ... don't tell me He was too Holy to offend ... that Man could slap-down ANYBODY with such class, such swiftness, such sharp wit that it baffles me.
The Man was Brilliant.
Jesus knew that He had to “grab” His followers and listeners ... His stories were provocative and sharp ... He knew He needed to attract their attention quickly through a clever parable, a funny example, a witty remark.
His off-the-cuff rebuttals, and sense of humor, literally leaps off pages in a joyful dance within His heated exchanges between dim-witted disciples, politically-correct scribes, power-hungry Roman authorities, and self-righteous Pharisees.
Yes, Christ had a sense of humor ... and He STILL has a sense of humor.
How do I know? BECAUSE HE LOVES ME.
I simply cannot imagine ANYONE without a sense of humor doing that ... loving ME ... really, truly loving me.
How could He possibly take a look at my Life ... my flaws, my shortcomings, my sins, my weaknesses ... and my OWN SENSE OF HUMOR .... how could He possibly see all of that, and still be comfortable enough to sit down and join us here at this blog of mine, and not shake His head with a smile?
So ... can Christians have a sense of humor? You be the judge, and answer that for yourself.
Now, how about some chicken and dumplings ... they're Good, I promise.