God's Sense of Humor

Today I went out for my daily walk. It was misty out, cloudy, and warm, but seemed dry enough to go. About fifteen minutes into my walk, I felt a few drops. Not too bad, I thought, no big deal. Soon it rained harder. Enough to feel rather inconvenient and make my head increasingly wet, since I was quite a way from home.

The rain increased more, making it known it would indeed be a rain event. I became uncomfortable on my return. I prayed jokingly to God, “Does it really have to rain this hard?” A lighthearted prayer. In less than a minute, it poured. By pour, I mean there was no escaping being entirely sopping by the time I got home. I had a good fifteen to twenty minutes to get there. I thought, well, God has a sense of humor too. No, it does not have to rain that hard. It can rain much harder. In a brief time, the rain went full tilt and came down in sheets. I was so drenched, no part of me was dry. My shirt weighed twice as much, clinging to me. Even my underwear and socks were soaked, my glasses a smear of drops and rain.

I contemplated God’s humor on the way home. It seemed quite interactive, yet with meaning. Just as I neared our home, the sun broke out and it stopped raining. My wife had towels for me inside. I took off my soaked clothing and hung them on the porch to dry, took a nice shower, and put on dry clothes. Thoughts that I could do that when I got home was a meager attempt to feel good about being a saturated rat.

In every joke, there is an element of truth. I had been going through a valley of depression. The beginning of the rain seemed designed for me. Well, of course it’s going to rain. How symbolic of my life, poor me. Behind my joke to God about this rain was that bit of truth. Behind God’s return joke was a bit of truth as well. Yes, I am here with you child, and the rain is unpleasant, but it is not as bad as this downpour you are about to experience. I had to laugh. It was a laughter of walking with God, knowing He is in all my circumstances. The truth in His humor was, He is God. He controls all in His own will and purposes. It sure can get uncomfortable, but He is there nonetheless.

Oh, the depth of the riches, both of the wisdom and knowledge of God! How unsearchable are His judgments and unfathomable His ways! (Romans 11:33)


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