A merry heart does good, like medicine,
But a broken spirit dries the bones.
Probably about 35 years ago, I was working contract work for the phone company. It had rained that day and I came home sweaty, dirty, and a little damp.
Linda and I opened the mail and found out we owed some huge amount to someone, I don’ t remember the amount or who but I remember it was more than we could handle.
We started a pity party about how unfair it was. We get two steps ahead and slide back three.
We began to worry and fret about the amount and how to pay it.
I’m already standing in the kitchen, having kicked off my boots, pulled off my socks, and taken off my shirt.
I looked out front and there was a mud puddle in the front yard.
I peeled off the rest of my clothing, went outside, and jumped straight up in the air landing rear-first in the mud puddle.
There was a huge splash of dirty water and as I stood up, most of the dirt clung to me.
I was filthy and wet.
Linda began laughing and what made it more humorous is she locked me out of the house.
There I was wet, dirty, and nude standing on my front porch pounding on the door saying, “Let me in! Let me in!”
We both laughed so much that we forgot about the bill, forgot about the money, and forgot about our problems.
In the years that followed, anytime something would stress us out I’d say, “I need to find a mud puddle” and we’d both start laughing.
A merry heart does good, like a medicine. Happiness, gladness, joy, and laughter make problems disappear and put things in perspective.
We had to pay the bill but we didn’t stress out over it. We trusted God and He took care of us.