Isaac is Born

“All who hear of it will laugh with me”.   I’m always struck by this – laughter. Sarah doesn’t say she is filled with joy, although she clearly is. Her joy is effervescent. There is no keeping silent. No quiet reserve.

Today, Sarah has been vindicated in the community and her own sense of purpose has been fulfilled. God has done great things for her.

But the whole thing is ridiculous. The journeying. The false starts. The famine. Egypt. The endless string of promises and covenants. The holding fast. The devastation. The strange visitation. The fear. The advanced age. The anxious half-truths. The slave turned rival. Suddenly she laughs out loud. Somehow all of this is God’s way.

I catch hold of this as I drink in my coffee. I laugh and coffee chokes up through my nose. It burns and stings a little and my eyes fill with tears.

I will laugh with her.   I will laugh out loud with her.