There is a time for everything,
and a season for every activity under the heavens:
a time to weep and a time to laugh…
A time to weep…
I have a love/hate relationship with weeping. I hate crying in that it makes me feel weak. My face gets red and if I cry hard enough, the nose starts to drip. Crying is very unattractive, if you ask me. But here’s what I love about it…the release of emotion. The refusal to hold in the pain. The healing that can happen.
Many a parent has cried over a prodigal child. There IS a time to weep—when dreams have died, hope is diminished, bad choices are made, and serious consequences are suffered. Allow yourself the ability to grieve the loss of your child, the loss of who he/she could have been. The loss of opportunities. The loss of closeness you once felt to your child.
This doesn’t mean things can’t or won’t turn around. It’s not a matter of denying God’s ability to restore and mend. But it is YOUR time to weep for what hurts. Release the tears…let them flow…and allow God to catch the teardrops in the palm of His hand.
A time to laugh…
While I’ve been tempted to medicate myself in other ways, I have found that laughter truly is the best medicine. Sometimes that’s hard to do. It feels forced or you may feel guilty about laughing in the midst of chaos.
Laughter gives you a space in time where everything that is wrong doesn’t matter. It’s a different type of release than weeping, but one that can also help foster healing.
I remember a few years ago going to a Tim Hawkins show with a friend who was going through an incredibly hard time in her marriage. The laughter was nonstop and although it was momentary, somehow it stayed with her long enough to help her see that it’s possible to feel joy in the midst of pain.
Yes, even when you hurt because of a prodigal child, there IS a time to laugh.