Tag: rainbows

A re-run of my dad’s humor cards. They make me chuckle all over again – so I hope you enjoy them whether it’s the first time or second (first posted on 8/21/2022).

The backstory: My dad was a Presbyterian pastor for 40 years. He kept a well curated stack of humor cards – little stories he heard, found or saw and then typed onto 5×7 cards. Then he wrote in the margins when he used that particular item. His humor was often an easy way to settle in to something deeper – by laughing and thinking about the buried truth in these little nuggets, it paved the way to an open heart.

Rainbows

A mom says to her daughter, “Look at the beautiful rainbow that God painted for us this morning.”

The daughter replies, “And just think, Mommy, he did it all with his left hand!”

The mom asks, “What do you mean, Sweetheart? Can’t God use both hands?”

The daughter answers, “Of course not, Mommy. Jesus is sitting on his right hand!”

(from Parables, Vol. 4, No. 7, September 1984)

Another installment from my dad’s humor cards.

The backstory: My dad was a Presbyterian pastor for 40 years. He kept a well curated stack of humor cards – little stories or observations that he typed onto 5×7 cards. Then he wrote in the margins when he used that particular item. His humor was often an easy way to settle in to something deeper – by laughing and thinking about the buried truth in these little nuggets, it paved the way to an open heart.

When we cleaned out his desk after he died 7 years ago, I was lucky enough to stumble on this stack. I pull it out regularly to have a little laugh with my dear Dad. Now when I post one of them, I write my note next to his and it feels like a continuation.

Rainbows

A mom says to her daughter, “Look at the beautiful rainbow that God painted for us this morning.”

The daughter replies, “And just think, Mommy, he did it all with his left hand!”

The mom asks, “What do you mean, Sweetheart? Can’t God use both hands?”

The daughter answers, “Of course not, Mommy. Jesus is sitting on his right hand!”

(from Parables, Vol. 4, No. 7, September 1984)