Blessed Is He Who Gets The Joke
Blessed is he who gets the joke.
Frederick Buechner offers this remark in a section of his book, Telling The Truth, on comedy. The book ingeniously illustrates the literary values of tragedy, comedy, and fairy tale behind the gospel story in sequential fashion. I’ve just today completed the section on comedy.
I’ve spent much time and considerable confusion on revelations of tragedy, both before and after reading Buechner. In many respects, it seems he is pulling together a story that is of course, not three stories, but one, and so alive that its tellability is approachable not as three separate forms but as one with any number of angles.
Whats more, his common themes including the three above as well as the themes of silence and truth quickly find their way beyond the gospel story and into the fabric of existence itself. Wouldn’t this make sense, if one’s belief in the gospel assumes its role stretches far beyond its otherwise immediacy?
It would seem that, according to this interdependence of literary concepts, safe travels through philosophic lands monumented with meaninglessness require a certain sense of not taking things so seriously. In similar fashion, is it not an aged proverb to not take one’s own self so seriously? If the most meaningful bounties that this comical life have to offer are that of love and joyful fellowship, then it seems that, finally, life has a found a way (stubbornly, I might add) of making sense in its own nonsense.