In a little while, the wicked will disappear. Though you look for them, they will be gone. Those who are gentle and lowly will posses the land; they will live in prosperous security. The wicked plot against the godly; they snarl at them in defiance. But the Lord just laughs, for he sees their day of judgement coming. The wicked draw their swords and string their bows to kill the poor and the oppressed, to slaughter those who do right. But they will be stabbed through the heart with their own swords, and their bows will be broken. Psalm 37: 10-15 NLT
The Lord just laughs.
Is this a “I am completely power and have you totally in my mercy” kind of laugh? You know, a sort of godly “Bru ha ha ha!”
Or is it more a chuckle, an all-knowing smirk?
Perhaps it is a good laugh from the belly – a sort of God meets Santa Clause kind of laugh.
And what kind of God is it that laughs – in any of the above forms – when others are about to be judged and punished?
Wouldn't God be weeping instead? Perhaps this is like when people are really happy they cry. Maybe when God is really sad, God laughs.
I don't know.
All I do know is the reassurance that the good guys will win in the end. God, whether laughing or crying, will make it so.
God, we trust you for our future even when we feel surrounded by the enemy. For yours is the last laugh. In Jesus' name. Amen.
Copyright 2011 Amelia G. Sims