Funny as in ha-ha-ha, sometimes.
Funny as in hmm, that’s odd, more times.
Funny as in IRONIC, most times.
Why is it, do you think, that we (me, my family, like that) keep having the same struggles over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over? Have we really not gotten gracious under the fire of this particular trial? Because we look pretty gracious to me. And we think we’ve learned what we need to know. But look. Funny, ironic life is giving us that same test AGAIN.
Hilarious. Life is hilarious. Life, you should get your own cable TV talk show. You’re *that* funny. I’d watch it. If I had access to cable channels. At very least I’d watch it on YouTube. Because, funny.
Totally.
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You look pretty gracious to me too. And you are funny, but they’re not related. I’m sorry your trial is on a repeat cycle.
You look pretty gracious to me too. And you are funny, but they’re not related. I’m sorry your trial is on a repeat cycle.
Our family has a “favourite trial” as well, one stuck on repeat and good grief, it gets mental sometimes. I’ve tried laughing at it too. It helps. =)
Our family has a “favourite trial” as well, one stuck on repeat and good grief, it gets mental sometimes. I’ve tried laughing at it too. It helps. =)
I am sincerely sorry you are under fire! I am also sorry taht I can’t do much beyond sending waves of empathy and hope.
I am sincerely sorry you are under fire! I am also sorry taht I can’t do much beyond sending waves of empathy and hope.
🙁 I once had a t-shirt that said, “Life’s a beach and then you die.” If only that were true…
🙁 I once had a t-shirt that said, “Life’s a beach and then you die.” If only that were true…
It seems the things I’m supposed to be learning are always the things God recycles in my life. Of course, if I was any good at learning them, He wouldn’t *have* to. But that’s me. You, my dear, are very gracious and *definitely* funny. Virtual hugs and loves to you. Hope God sends lovely and new your way.
It seems the things I’m supposed to be learning are always the things God recycles in my life. Of course, if I was any good at learning them, He wouldn’t *have* to. But that’s me. You, my dear, are very gracious and *definitely* funny. Virtual hugs and loves to you. Hope God sends lovely and new your way.