I’ve always found this Scripture intriguing. The enemy is out there doing his best to kill and steal and destroy and the Lord’s response is to sit on His throne and laugh. Living in an impoverished community in Belize over the last year gave me a new perspective on this piece of Scripture. As with many 3rd world countries, this particular island is not unfamiliar with evil.
Child abuse and neglect, prostitution, drug use, hunger, kids abandoned and left to fend for themselves at a very young age, and all the ugliness of poverty still haunt my memories and cloud my happiness. I remember their precious faces and wish I could have rescued every one.
But the Lord laughs. He laughs. How could He laugh when these horrors are committed against the most innocent and helpless among us? His response seems cruel and even sadistic at first glance. But whenever something in Scripture seems to contradict His nature, I know that I’m missing something. “But the Lord just laughs, for He sees their day of judgment coming.”
As silly as it sounds, over the years I’ve learned that I love to laugh. Whether my kids do something funny, or my husband’s sharing a story, or I’m watching a great episode of Seinfeld, there is something fantastic about having a good laugh. It’s healing for the soul.
By nature I’m a chronic worrier. I love to fret and dream up the most outrageous of bad outcomes that could possibly but will probably never happen. Depression and anxiety have left marks on my personality that I wish I could erase. It’s easy to be overcome by all that’s wrong in the world. It’s easy to fall into hopelessness when poverty seems to be overtaking whole communities and there’s no answer in sight. And for us, it was easy to despair when our son became so sick, fear had almost convinced us he wouldn’t make it.
But choosing to laugh in the midst of your circumstances is a step toward victory. Not laughing at the victims of the situation, but laughing because the victory is already won in Christ.
As I would start to despair at the great need of the community around me in Belize, I would cry out to God thinking, how could He possibly fix this broken-down, dysfunctional mess? But as I prayed, often in tears thinking of the kids I had encountered that day, hope would rise up. And in the dark and somewhat quiet hours of the night I would start to sing and worship Him for His great strength and love for these people. And I would “see” my Heavenly Father walk through each street in this neighborhood in all of His glory and light, and with the flick of His hand, He would cast off the spirits of poverty, abuse, neglect, and hopelessness. He would effortlessly brush off the orphan spirit, saying to each precious one, “You are fatherless no longer.” And He would laugh with joy as He called out each person by name, gently picking them up, wiping off the darkness and sin, and calling them up to their true identity in Christ.
In the natural, I know this area of Belize is still struggling. But I believe a time has begun where God is shining the light of Truth in the darkest and ugliest of situations- for Belize, and all over the world. The body of Christ is destroying enemy strongholds through faith and worship and standing on our identity in Christ. Christians are rising up all over the world, with gentleness, love, and respect for people, yet an unwavering, uncompromising fight against evil. And as we draw closer to Him and discover His ageless and undefeatable power and glory, we will experience that no situation is too desperate for Him to fix. And we too can laugh with joy as we see God work miracles in the darkest of situations.