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Will the Laughter
Come Again?...makes a
conscientious plea to learn from life’s daily lessons;
never give up and always pursue that peace that is
beyond understanding. In doing so, you will find that
lighthearted place called laughter. It is good for the
soul. Enjoy the journey.
Marci Tilghman Bryant
is a gifted teacher, mentor and enthusiast when it comes
to spreading the “good news” gospel. She loves people
because she loves the Lord. As she states, “in the word
of God it says, “you will know them by their love”…them,
referring to those who belong to the family of God. She
is the Director of BVT Outreach Ministries founded in
1994 in Delaware.
Her very own life experiences have taught her that we
should live everyday in gratitude, love and mercy; while
developing that inward personality to its state of
holiness. There are three scriptural references that are
near and dear to her heart and she consistently chooses
to live by them. They are Psalm 56:13, “thou has
delivered my soul from death, will not thou deliver my
feet from falling that I may walk before God in the
light of the living?”; Luke 6:38, “Give and it shall be
given unto you, good measure, pressed down, shaken
together, shall men give unto your bosom”; and lastly
but certainly not the least, Psalm 118:17, “ I shall not
die but live and declare the works of the Lord!”
She believes that we should live our lives to the extent
possible that when we look back our regrets are few and
our accomplishments are many, no matter how latent or
small. While her credentials and accomplishments are
quite impressive, she derives her greatest joy by
helping others grow, reaching that place and person in
life that God created them to be.
Although it was very
faint now, I could still hear the distant drummer
tapping out the rhythm of my life.
It is October 1993. Five years and 6 months ago I wrote:
- WILL THE LAUGHTER COME AGAIN
- WILL MY HEART SOAR WITH FEELING AND
NEW LIFE?
- WILL THE PAIN GO AWAY
- WILL THE HURT EVER STOP HURTING?
- MY FRIENDS TELL ME, YES...
I DIDN’T BELIEVE THEM.
After all they didn’t know what I had been through. They
didn’t understand what had just happened to me. They
didn’t hear the words that came bursting through the
telephone wires that punctured a gapping whole in my
life. Their world was intact. Mine was completely
shattered. No one understood, no one could help. All I
wanted to do was die. But death didn’t come. Pain and
all the baggage that came with it moved into my life.
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