I think of the chapter in Julian of Norwich where she sees that when the devil is allowed his shenanigans, Christ just sets it all to naught. The harder the demons work, the more “naught” they get! Seeing this makes her laugh out loud.
In a review about a production of Shakespeare, I read: Comedy is just tragedy gone awry.
Suffering is real. Evil is serious. But what else is the Gospel if it’s not tragedy gone awry? And who better to proclaim this than clowns?
I think of the chapter in Julian of Norwich where she sees that when the devil is allowed his shenanigans, Christ just sets it all to naught. The harder the demons work, the more “naught” they get! Seeing this makes her laugh out loud.
In a review about a production of Shakespeare, I read: Comedy is just tragedy gone awry.
Suffering is real. Evil is serious. But what else is the Gospel if it’s not tragedy gone awry? And who better to proclaim this than clowns?