“Holy laughter is a gift of grace. It is the human spirit’s last defense against banality and despair. Sometimes I think that comedians — those of the gentle type — can be God’s emissaries in a mean-spirited time like ours. Woody Allen depicts neurotic people who, despite everything, somehow succeed in being compassionate. Garrison Keillor reports regularly from a forgotten little town on the pedestrian virtues and unspectacular goodness of ordinary people. Rightly rendered, the comic spirit transcends tragedy. It steps outside the probability tables and enables us to catch a fleeting glimpse of what might be, even of what — ultimately — already is.
Some people, no matter how hard you try to explain it, simply don’t get a joke. The Easter Story is like that. There is no point whatever is trying to explain it or make it more plausible. Easter is that moment when the laughter of the universe breaks through. It fades, of course, like a distant radio signal on a stormy night. A lot of noise and static crowds it out. But once we have heard it we know from then on that it is there. It is God’s last laugh.”
~ Harvey Cox