Will the Laughter Come Again?...makes a conscientous 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.
CHAPTER ONE
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.