A new song is making the rounds on digital sites like UTube. It is called “Here I Am at the Fridge Again”. It is composed by a noted gospel singer and chronicles the humorous adage of the pandemic which didn’t make the news. The singer finds herself visiting the fridge looking for something to break the boredom of quarantine. Mysterious pounds occur as there are more and more visits to the fridge. Laughter is one of the ways we cope with difficult situations. The pandemic is no laughing matter, but it helps in the midst of fear and uncertainty to keep a sense of humor in whatever small ways we can manage. Even at a funeral, a funny family story can provide momentary relief in the midst of grief. The warmth of memory can do much to balance the very real grief and loss. The childlike ability to experience laughter and delight in new experiences and new discoveries is a wonderful gift. If we can keep some sense of laughter as the years advance, our life will be full of balance and richness. Some have defined humor at its base as the ability to see the incongruities of life. I often think of it as the correction for things that are out of proportion. I do realize that humor can be used as a weapon to injure or belittle someone. It can be cruel either by ignorance or on purpose, but it can also be healing and restorative. We often say at a humorous moment, “I really needed to laugh.” A smile or a laugh can lighten the heart. Even a moment of silliness can help us not to take ourselves too seriously. I even wonder if when God finished creation and pronounced it “very good”, he laughed with the delight of a child and proclaimed, “Good job, God!”