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Give me the giggles!

General —  October 21, 2010 — 39 Comments

I LOVE to laugh!And tonight I totally got the inappropriate giggles thinking about a post from one of you guys (Jessica :) ) from a year ago! The inappropriate time and place was while Jeff was talking to me very seriously (and sternly) about money issues, you can only imagine. And just as I am sure my 6 year old son does, my mind began to wonder about what I might blog about (hehe). And I started to remember a post when everyone posted something about how they encourage their spouses when ministry gets tough (or something close to that). And it actually was a contest for winning you and your husband free “Simply Youth Ministry Conference” admission, and sweet Jessica wrote about having her mother-in-law babysit and going to buy lingerie at the Wal-Mart, and everything spun out of control and it was a total bust of a night! Anyway, I’m sure its not totally right, but it gave me a great giggle :) I should go way back in the archives and re-read that one! (She won the contest by the way.)

I should do that again! Have a contest so some of you guys can go to the “Simply Youth Ministry Conference” for free. Ah, I love going to the conference with Jeff and meeting some of you guys! I can’t wait, its March 4-11 in Chicago. I really hope some of you will consider going with your husbands. It really is a lot of fun.

Anyone who has gone before please testify! :)

As for my great idea, “The Contest”… Let’s? do it! I mean I haven’t asked the SYM guys yet, but sometimes its easier to ask for forgiveness, than permission. So here goes…

The topic:

“The funniest time YOU ever had “inappropriate giggles”.

I’ll give you until November 4th to post your stories, tell your friends to enter too, the more stories the more I can laugh! Then we all can vote on some winners!

And I will see you at the conference!

Love you guys!!

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39 responses to Give me the giggles!

  1. Oh, how I DO remember sharing my hilarious story! It’s one of the greatest stories we love to bring up to each other whenever we go visit my parents. Even walking into that Walmart makes me start giggling and I have to squelch the giggles so others don’t ask me what’s wrong. :-)

  2. But, innapropriate giggling? Well, I NEVER do that! LOL :-) I’ll have to think about this one.

  3. Oops! One more thing…sorry for sabotaging your comments. I didn’t win the whole thing. Someone else did so you’ll have to find her and ask her about the conference because we weren’t able to go. I won second place because I cracked you up so much! tehe :-)

  4. A visiting pastor did a revival at our church. He was preaching about marriage & was trying to say that sometimes we give our best to everyone else & give our spouse the leftovers. He said, “husbands, sometimes you give the prime rib to your coworkers and bring your wife a dried up old hot dog.” There was some serious inappropriate giggling! After our pastor’s wife had a chat with him, he was horribly embarassed & didn’t realize his mistake. I doubt he’ll ever use that illustration again. ;-)

  5. Oh do I have a great one. I am a teacher, and last year at our staff meeting prior to the high stakes state testing, the testing coordinator came in to go over procedures. It had been a long day, and I was a little loopy by then. I had been a little giggly through the whole meeting and was getting the evil eye from my boss. When the testing coordinator came to the part about “Studies show that peppermint increases concentration, so we usually buy peppermint candies for the kids, but it wasn’t in the budget this year, so you may want to buy some for your kids on your own,” it was too much to handle. I cracked up. I don’t know why it struck me as so funny, but it did. Apparently, she didn’t think it was funny, because she complained to my boss about my attitude. He assured her I was just having a rough day, and sure enough, I went out and bought my kids York Peppermint Patties. I guess it worked, because we did pretty darn well.

  6. I was thinking, Inappropriate giggling, I’ll have to think about that and get back to you, but just as I was about to click over to my Facebook, I remembered this time I was chaperoning a Jr. High Mission Trip. We are from a smaller, middle class, midwestern town and take our kids to “the big city” for homeless mission work, soup kitchens, etc. to give them a taste of life as we don’t know it. But anyway, we take them to a church that is completely different than our own as well, to give them a taste of different kinds of worship. Well, we were a big group and coming in a little late than we had planned, so we got ushered to the FRONT ROW! As the preacher got to preaching, there were a lot of “Amens” and “Hallelujahs.” And it just so happened to be coming out of one particular lady that was sitting behind some of our Jr. High students and everytime she would yell out an “Amen,” our student would be startled and jump a little. Well, I kept watching him and seriously got the worse case of innapropriate giggling, EVER! I was laughing so hard and trying to keep it in that the whole pew started shaking and all the kids sitting with me could feel it and kept looking at me, and then they got the giggles. Then the other chaperones started laughing. It was so bad that we were approached at the end of the service about how disrespectful we were, but we just couldn’t help it! It makes me giggle just thinking of it!!! Thanks for the laugh, I’d forgotten that story!!!

  7. Ok, reading some of these has helped me to remember the hardest situation in a church setting that I’ve ever been in where innapropriate giggling almost got the best of me. Our church at the time was going through a pastoral search. On a particular Sunday night there was a candidate who had agreed to do question and answer time with the congregation. I think it was going pretty well until a lady stood up and asked if he like to do….are you ready for this?…..”Suppository preaching!!!! (of course, she meant Expository preaching, but she didn’t catch what she was saying so she said Suppository over and over and over again. She was in one row in front of me and my visiting parents and in-laws. I happened to be in between my Dad and my father-in-law. My husband was holding the microphone so I took one look at him and just about lost it. My shoulders started shaking, I was holding my breath so badly and then the next thing I know I feel my father-in-law’s shoulders start to go (he’s a pastor himself, so it felt extra hilarious to be trying to squelch laughter in this situation). THEN, my DAD started chuckling, We were in the third row and I knew that that visiting candidate took everything inside of him not to lose it! My husband refused to look as us because he knew he would lose it. I felt SO badly, but somehow we stayed quietly chuckling with our heads down. At one point I broke into a coughing fit until I could control myself! That poor woman had no clue!!!

  8. I was up at church one afternoon visiting my husband (youth/college pastor) and we were hanging out in another pastor’s (older adult pastor) office. A church member (older adult) stopped by with a hat that he hoped to present to the senior pastor during worship the following Sunday. The senior pastor had been the “master griller” at a recent older adult cookout, and this was their “thank you” for him. It was a simple ball cap with a hot dog attached to each side. The hot dogs were that squishy foam material (think: stress ball). This man apparently deemed it necessary to prove the importance of this hat and he said, “And look! If you get stressed, you can just squeeze the weiners instead of those balls!” HEAVEN HELP ME. My husband and his co-worker somehow managed to maintain their composures. But not me. I BUSTED. Not even “inappropriate giggles.” Flat out immature middle school guffaw! I physically could not stifle it. He thought I was impressed with the hat, and continued on with his talk about “squeezing the weiners.” He had no clue!!!! They ultimately decided that a presentation during worship might not be the best idea, particularly because of the fear of what he might say in front of the entire congregation!!!

  9. Mollie THAT is an AWESOME story! Hilarious!

  10. these stories are sooo funny!! I LOVE it!!

  11. Wow, you guys are setting a high standard! Great stories!

  12. I thought of another one… not to try to get extra entries. You can void the first one. This is especially bad because it was totally me laughing at my husband. My husband Marc is sometimes a little bit clueless about pop culture. One night at youth group Marc was preaching about the importance of filling out minds with good things because what goes in comes out, like “out of the overflow of the heart, the mouth speaks.” Oh the irony… He starts explaining, “It is like when songs get stuck in your head. I keep getting this song stuck in my head because it is always on the radio.” And he starts to sing, “I’ll take you to the candy shop, let you lick my lolipop.” He TOTALLY didn’t get what it was saying, but I did, and I couldn’t control myself. I bust out laughing, which was particularly funny as all the kids finished it for him, “Keep going til you hit the spot!” He then just stared out, wondering what was so funny. I couldn’t stop laughing. He was obviously embarrassed, but not nearly as embarrassed as he was when we got home and I explained what he the song meant by ‘lollipop.”

  13. Love these stories! My husband and I just registered for our first SYMC (in March) and we are totally pumped!!!! As I was trying to think of my cases of inappropriate giggles, I remember a recent one. We were on our middle school retreat in October and I was doing a lights off check and I wander into a room of 8th grade girls (who happen to be in my lifegroup) and they of course have the giggles…when do 8th grade girls not get the giggles at midnight??!!!? Anyway, I had already been in the room twice to get them calm and motivated to get the lights off….well the third time, within a minute’s time, I somehow find myself on the top bunk with 2 of the girls, “screaming or squealing” just like them, and swatting at “stinkbugs” that are crawling on the ceiling which at this point is so close to my head! Me, the leader, my job: to get them ready for bed and lights off, but something about middle school girls just melts my heart and I find my soul being cleansed by the screaming and giggling, and past midnight “retreat” stupor! It was a precious moment.

  14. My story is both embarrassing and involves inappropriate giggling, myself being the cause of both. One night (way back in the day) myself and some friends were sitting around talking with our youth pastor after a concert. Some how the topic of candy came up and Greg, my YP, asked me what my favorite candy was. At the time my favorite candy was Reeses Pieces but that’s not what came out of my mouth. What came out was REESES PENISES. Oops. Did I just say the word Penis in front of my youth pastor? Yep. As you can imagine I was pretty embarrassed and everyone that heard what I said burst into laughter including me! I was laughing uncontrollably and it took AWHILE to compose myself. After that incident, Reeses Pieces was no longer my favorite candy. :)

  15. I seem to get the giggles alot- occasionally at inappropriate times. One that comes to mind, I was on the worship team and our worship pastor went to the microphone and asked the congregation to stand. He then said, ” Let your bodies and your voices intertwine as you lift your praise to Him”. (We’re still not sure what he meant by that!?!) One of the guys on the worship team leaned over and asked me, “Did he just tell us to intertwine our bodies?” I started giggling and had a hard time pulling it together enough to sing, especially when looking into the congregation, I saw others snickering at what had been said.

  16. Ok, here’s one more. I was sitting next to my best friend and her sister during a Wednesday night church service. It was time to do communion and the plates with the crackers and juice were being passed around. My friend’s dad was the pastor and he was giving some sort of serious, spiritual talk about Christ’s sacrifice for us. The plate came to us, we each grabbed the elements, and passed it on. My friend’s sister looked at her cup of juice and then leaned over and said with a loud whisper “I got gipped!” (Referring to the amount of juice in her communion cup.) My friend and I started cracking up, as quietly as we could of course as to not get in trouble. Well, we couldn’t gain our composer for the life of us and eventually her dad noticed our inappropriate giggling and said from the stage “Girls, is everything alright?”. We were busted. I don’t really remember but I’m sure we got a nice talking to after the service that night. Thankfully, it was a small church and there were probably only 50 people in the room that night so we weren’t too embarrassed:)

  17. I grew up in a small reformed church, but when I went to college and married a handsome Lutheran, I became a Lutheran. The first time that my brother came to visit me and come to church with us, it was a communion Sunday. At our church growing up, the elders passed plates of bread and wine across the pews and each communicant member took one. At the church where my husband is the youth pastor, elders usher members up to the altar to receive from the pastor. Since I’m not big about having anyone put food in my mouth, I put my hands out in front of me so that our pastor will put the wafer in my palm instead.
    When we walked up and knelt at the altar that day, I motioned to my brother (who had never experienced communion this way) to put his hands out like I was. When the pastor came by with the bread and saw Jon’s outstretched hands, he went to put the bread in his hands. I’m not sure what Jon thought his hands were supposed to do, because he opened his mouth and followed Pastor’s hand trying to eat the bread all the way down to his hand. He looked so ridiculous, trying to eat out of Pastor’s hand that I went into full body-shaking laughter.
    Up at the altar.
    In front of 300 people.
    I couldn’t compose myself and had to walk back to our pew still gasping for air.
    Sighh….what a great first impression of the new Youth Pastor’s wife!!!!

    http://www.happyhomemakerme.blogspot.com

  18. A few months before our wedding my husband (at the time my fiance) and I went through pre-marrital counseling at the church I had attended since birth. It was a huge class, but about halfway through, an associate pastor took us and one other couple into the room next door. The associate pastor was the father of a good guy friend from high school. He sat the four of us down at the table where for the next hour he educated us in the physical intimacy chapter of marriage. I started giggling. My fiance, a bit caught off guard at first squeezed my hand under the table to get me to stop. It didn’t work. The more details the pastor shared, the more my shoulders shook from trying to refrain from laughing. It hurt trying to keep it in! My sides were cramping, I was sweating profusely and my eyes were brimming with tears (of laughter!) I wish I was exaggerating when I say that there were moments the pastor had to stop multiple times because I was doubled over laughing so loudly. Thank goodness we moved away after the wedding, I don’t know if I could ever look that pastor in the eye again. So embarrassing!

  19. Just a few months ago I was attending a “spur of the moment”, very intense family meeting at the assisted living home of my grandmother. Emotions and tempers and tears were abundant and I was trying to help keep some peace. Just when the conversation was getting pretty intense, an old man walked thru the lobby in just his saggy bottom, whitey-tightey undies. I, of course, got a case of innapropriate giggles. I tried to stifle them…and continue on with the issues at hand…but I will admit, it was awfully hard to focus after that.

  20. At our previous (rather formal) church, an ensemble began a special music number. The soprano had a very high false setto, which she employed rather regularly and the tenor sounded a bit too much like elvis… so I tried to prepare myself. However, one line in the chorus went, “I’ll have a new body” (referring to when we get to heaven). The “I’ll have a new ___y” part was all in a nice, normal range. The “Bod” part was about 2 octaves higher. I’m pretty sure they repeated this over and over and over… with Elvis harmonizing nicely in the background. I was really struggling to hold back the giggles until my husband started shaking next to me and then the senior high yp started in front of us… I’m not even sure how many pews around us were shooting us evil glares – I was too busy wiping away the tears and trying not to pee my pants.

  21. I vote for Beth’s story

  22. I vote for Keri D’s Story.

  23. I vote Keri D’s Story.

  24. I vote for Mollie’s story

  25. I vote for Kerri D’s story!

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  27. I vote for Keri!

  28. I vote for Kerri D’s story! =)

  29. I vote for Keri D’s Story! :D

  30. I am voting for Keri D’s story

  31. I am voting for Keri d’s story!!!

  32. I’m voting for Keri D’s story too!

  33. I’m voting!

  34. I vote for Keri D!!!

  35. I vote for Keri D. :)

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  37. I vote for Keri D’s story

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