There are no accounts of any disciples mouthing off to Jesus just to get a laugh. If they did, I bet he would have been really nice about it and I bet the guilty party was the other Judas. Then Jesus would have told a parable.
Lately, I’ve been feeling like, “Hey. Jesus made me. He loves me. He made me like this, he gets it.” People like to laugh. Or smile at their computers half heartedly bemused, which is most likely what happens when you’re reading my posts. One of the best moments of my life was seeing Anchorman in the theater and laughing so hard I almost died. I mean, or the best moment in my life was the birth of my children. Scratch that first thing off the official record.
Jesus is really important to me. He’s really great, he loves me and I love him. I also love writing things that A. keep it real and B. people enjoy reading that may or may not cause them to laugh/chuckle/throw down their computer in disgust.
So, I’ve decided that maybe I’ll try to write some things about things. Okay, I can see I need to be a little more clear. Maybe sometimes I’ll write something about Romans that is lighthearted. (I’ve been composing “An Ode to Romans” in my head now for days) But I will never, ever make fun of Jesus. Guys, lets respect the best. Imma try and find a niche on the comedy spectrum somewhere in between Daniel Tosh and daytime Christian radio anchors.
Have a blessed day.
(You’re like “Have a blessed Day?” Is she being sincere or making fun of Christianese? To be honest, I don’t even know when I’m being sincere)