Having been busy as of late, the daily sermon has been missing...
sorry.
I was thinking about farting, the act itself not actually doing it as I type, and it dawned on me that children do it the best. Sure it's gross and can be offensive, depending on what they ate, but we have a smile on our faces as we scold them and ask the question "What do you say?" while we shake our heads in disapproval.
And that got me thinking...
We toddle about naively and immaturely, giggling about noises our bodies produce and then as we mature, we gravitate towards shame, guilt, embarassment and apology.
Why?
Look, we all fart...I do it, you do it, Oprah does it, Julia Roberts does it, nuns do it, priests do it, even the frigging Queen of England does it.
So in that respect, society as a whole is equal.
But we forgot in our growth to embrace our embarrassing moments and laugh at ourselves, as children do and as we all once used to. It's a shame that we develop the need to cease that. We learn that mature adults don't behave that way, yet the most heinous behaviour is always found in adults.
We say that children don't know any better, they have to learn how to conduct themselves accordingly and yadda yadda yadda...I think as children we got it right. Naturally, I'm not suggesting that we should act like morons and laugh uproariously if we let loose a ripper but I do think we should relax a little bit... say "excuse me" and just shake our heads with a chuckle and move on.
Unless of course, it really stinks, then we should move on a bit further. I recently watched a wee one send forth a sonic boom that rattled the windows and most certainly caused some internal organ damage and I have to admit...I was impressed. Concerned as well for the little bugger's colon but impressed nonetheless, not so much by the raptuous thunderclap but moreso by the youngun's handling of the situation.
His eyes were wide open with awe and his jaw dropped a good foot or so as he said "HOLY COW! Umm...excuse me." And then got back to his business of torturing the cat and wrecking his siblings' day. Sensible, honest and thoroughly admirable behaviour, I should say.
No shame or embarassment whatsoever. Just genuine enthusiasm for being human.
I guess that's what it boils down to...I would like to see more people afflicted with the condition of having genuine enthusiasm for being human regardless of whether they're cutting the cheese, tripping, walking into poles, burping, having a booger hanging from their nostril or what have you and the rest of us being human when witnessing these events.
It may not be pleasant viewing but it still puts a warm feeling in my heart even if it's my turn to be pointed out and laughed at. Especially since I'm laughing just as hard if not harder.
