What does God say about joy and laughing?

Godly Humor

the funny side of life

Volume 39

Faith is like a raindrop that knows a river but dreams of an ocean.

—Unknown

Everything you see I owe to spaghetti.

—Sophia Loren

There are certain laws by which we know that Nature, in all its mystic and marvellous diversity, can be harmonised basically. 

It is just so with you.

First, the thing you are striving to study must show itself to be helpful. It must manifest in your character, and above all things, in tolerance, broadness, gentleness and love. If it does not, then, although you know there may be, and must be some truth at the bottom of the well, why bother to clean out the well when you have so much that is beautiful and helpful outside of it? 

And you know that in due time all will be made clean if the pure stream of living water is bubbling up in the well. 

All that you need for ongoing help will be brought to you and you will be able to grasp and understand it.

—The Teacher

God lies within you, waiting until you discover His presence, then, like the small child who discovers his father in hiding, with a glad cry you clasp your own.

It is as though you sit in the dark with an electric switch within arm's reach, which when touched would send a flood of light about you. The energetic, curious person, sitting so, would feel about, expecting to find the means of light, while the inert would sit quietly accepting the dark as inevitable―or lamenting loudly about his desolate condition.

Expect the best, then hunt for it with vigour.

If I call God Father I limit Him so far that I imply He is not my brother, if I call Him Lord, I imply that He is not my equal, my companion, my friend. All definitions, then, are limited and to a certain extent misleading. The truest is that given through Moses—I AM. 

That is, I AM All-being and All-being is Myself, yet even this seems to shut Him out of phenomena. Yes, there is One, and only One in the Universe, One in whom all-being, all-force, all-phenomena are united—

Besides this One, there is no other, there is no life that is not God, there is no death that is not God—

Nothing, no spirit—All is One, and that One, for want of a better term, you speak of as God, while the very power with which you speak it, is God, the Absolute, the Limitless, the Infinite.

What is man that Thou art mindful of him? Ah! He is indeed thyself, and thou God art myself—I and He are One—I came from God and I shall return to Him.

My own brain is to me the most accountable of machinery—always buzzing, humming, soaring roaring diving, and then buried in mud. And why? What’s this passion for?

—Virginia Woolf

My inner child is very happy.

—Ted Lasso