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Sunday Smiles

SundaysmilesaAt Spiritually Unequal Marriage we explore many difficult and serious topics. We can feel overwhelmed with the seriousness of life because our struggles are sometimes enormous. Because of this fact, I want to share the joy of the Lord with you as well.

I love to giggle, smile, grin and especially laugh out loud (too loudly, if you ask my daughter). Laughter is medicine for our souls and a gift from God who has a vast and wonderful sense of humor.

Laughter can change a foul mood, lift a heavy spirit and make the day light. So beginning today and every Sunday, let’s share a smile.Bumper3

It is not my intention in any way to diminish the importance or focus of the Sabbath. It is my intention to share a laugh or a funny story to delight your heart on the Lord's Day. It is my prayer that your joy will overflow into your marriage and family every Sunday.

Welcome to Sunday Smiles:

A few months ago I stumbled across this bumper sticker. It is a hoot. Enjoy!

Also, I crack up over our children and their honest approaches. Smile!

The preacher was wired for sound with a lapel mike, and as he preached he moved briskly about the platform, jerking the mike cord as he went. Then he moved to one side, getting wound up in the cord and nearly tripping before jerking it again. After several circles and jerks, a little girl in the third pew leaned toward her mother and whispered, "If he gets loose, will he hurt us?"

A little boy opened the big and old family Bible with fascination, looking at the old pages as he turned them. Then something fell out of the Bible and he picked it up and looked at it closely. It was an old leaf from a tree that had been pressed in between the pages. "Momma, look what I found," the boy called out. "What have you got there, dear; his mother asked. With astonishment in the young boy's voice he answered, "It's Adam's suit!!

A 4-year-old boy was nosily squirming all through the church service. His father tried several times to quiet him, but to no avail. Just as I was asking for prayer requests, the boy let out a loud yell. His father, obviously at the end of his rope, picked up the boy, tossed him over his shoulder and headed out of the sanctuary. When he was nearly out the door, I continued asking if there were any more requests when this little voice yelled desperately from across the threshold, "Oh, please pray for me!"

From: Javacasa.com

Be blessed, Lynn

If you have a smile to share, please link up and let's laugh together.

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