Dear Little Girl....Laughter is Coming
Life is so beautiful, yet so complicated sometimes. There are seasons where we find ourselves desperate for laughter. Desperate for joy. Desperate for peace. And what I’m learning is this: life will continue to life. People will continue to people. And we, as humans, will continue to make choices — some good, some bad, and some that carry painful consequences, not only for us but for those around us.
I’ve felt the weight of that since 2018.
But sometimes, the smallest lines leave the biggest impact. This morning, I read something that stopped me in my tracks:
“God, please get in my head before I do.”
What a simple, powerful prayer. Before the world floods in with worry, assumptions, scrolling, and spiraling, what if we paused and simply asked God to take the lead?
Because the truth is: He’s already working.
He’s softening hearts. He’s healing wounds. He’s bringing laughter to places that once held pain. Even when we don’t feel it yet. Even when the surface of life feels chaotic, messy, or overwhelming.
Today, I opened my Bible to Genesis 21 and was greeted by the long-awaited moment Sarah gives birth to her son, Isaac. His name means laughter. A holy reminder that joy still comes — even after silence, even after doubt, even after the long, barren stretches of waiting. Joy finds a way. Laughter finds us.
This past week has been a mixed bag: moments of tension, moments of growth, words of apology, reconnection, and most surprisingly — laughter. And not the forced kind, but the kind that bubbles up when your heart finally exhales. Laughter in the ordinary. Laughter in unexpected peace.
Maybe you’re not in a light season right now. Maybe you're stuck in the middle of your own Genesis 19 — full of chaos, fear, consequences (from your own choices or someone else’s), and the temptation to keep looking back.
But today, I’m choosing to pause at Genesis 21. I’m choosing to sit in the laughter. To dwell in the joy that comes when God keeps His promises. I’m choosing joy over fear. Peace over spirals. Presence over panic.
Because here’s the truth:
You don’t have to have it all figured out to be filled with joy.
You don’t have to wait for everything to be perfect to celebrate what is good.
God is still in the business of turning barrenness into beauty, fear into faith, and silence into songs of laughter.
