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Posted by fidough on 08-03-2014 at15:55:

  Darn Mork, Big Tickle

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GorgFtCqPEs&feature=youtu.be

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Posted by sondance on 08-03-2014 at20:56:

 

man, and all i got is grandchildren... :-)

if tickling is a lighthearted way to signify the momentary bond of two souls, and if the inability to tickle (due to abuse or fear or anger, etc) signifies the inability be so bonded... what's going to happen when we all show up in heaven?

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Posted by fidough on 08-03-2014 at22:34:

 

lots of tickling as well as worship around the crystal sea?

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Posted by wakachiwaka on 08-03-2014 at22:46:

 

quote:

Originally posted by sondance man, and all i got is grandchildren... :-) if tickling is a lighthearted way to signify the momentary bond of two souls, and if the inability to tickle (due to abuse or fear or anger, etc) signifies the inability be so bonded... what's going to happen when we all show up in heaven?

A very intriguing question, and it brings to mind two things which I had never previously considered in the context of one another:

First, I have never enjoyed being tickled, that I can recall. I certainly didn't enjoy it when, well into my early teen years, my stepfather would wrestle me to the floor and forcibly tickle me in the abdomen until it actually hurt. Certainly no "bonding" ever occurred there. I'm sure I would still flinch if anyone ever made a move like they were going to try to tickle me.

On the other hand: Somewhere around 25 years ago, during a time in which I had been experiencing a bit of insecurity with regard to my relationship with and place in the Body of Christ, I visited a Vineyard home fellowship with a friend. During the main group prayer time, I sleepily drifted into an altered state of consciousness, during which, in my mind's eye, I saw myself ascending a vast white marble/pearlescent staircase, at the top of which was enthroned the bright glory of God the Father. At His right hand, of course, was seated our Lord Jesus, who, upon seeing me, joyously leapt from his throne and ran down the stairs to meet and embrace me. However, upon wrapping his arms around my torso, he began to vigorously tickle me until I could not control my laughter.

Not sure if there's any deep meaning to any of this. I still have personal negative feelings about tickling, but I'm sure I wouldn't mind it if Jesus was the one doing it...

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Posted by fidough on 08-03-2014 at23:50:



What a cool vision! SOON.

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Posted by sondance on 08-04-2014 at11:58:

 

astounding, Wakaman! my wife's brother tickled her when they were kids and she hates it now. it seems to get tied to a sense of trespass, and I would guess in a very complicated sort of psychology. in heaven all that "psychology" is healed and in full engagement. i doubt any of us can conceive of what that will be like socially or personally. but Jesus tickling us is a great and surprising metaphor that stands on its head so much of our sanctimonious impressions. what if Jesus is laughing all the while He reviews my life in the judgment of the saints? He alone can laugh it off if He chooses to and indeed much of my misbehavior must be downright silly to Him.

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Posted by fidough on 08-04-2014 at12:06:

 

My wife hates tickling, and she was violated terribly when she was younger.
I used to have a hard time refraining from tickling, but there are so many other things that we can do together.

I like the laughter in judgement idea. He doesn't have to look stern to prove that he takes our sin seriously. He has already proven that beyond doubt.

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Posted by fidough on 08-11-2014 at19:31:



Tell us again about the tears of a clown, Smokey.

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Posted by PuP on 08-11-2014 at20:05:

 

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Posted by sondance on 08-11-2014 at22:29:

 

we admire many celebrities and probably deplore more of them... but there are very few we like as we did Mr. Williams. sheesh, that glows with warmth. that kind of darkness is just evil.