One of my favorite lines comes from Out of Africa. One night, lions attack the Baroness Blixon’s cattle drive, and she and her drovers have to chase off the lions with whips while fighting their way through the fence of briars they had set up. Afterward, one of the cows is found dead, while thorns have to be plucked from the Baroness’s skin. It’s then that Farrah, her right-hand man, says, “God is happy, Msabu. He plays with us.”
This statement has been rolling around in my head the last couple of weeks, ever since I dived back into the opening chapters of Eldredge’s Beautiful Outlaw. It’s been revolutionary (and refreshing) to read that God has a sense of humor. That he can be included in our laughter. That he gave us laughter in the first place, and that he created things so that we would laugh with him. Take a gander:
I mean, is any of this really necessary? How freeing to look at the world with a little less sobriety.