You’re mean. >;(
The man wearing blessed, God-given mourning like a wedding garment gets to know the spiritual laughter of the soul.
There is a humble creativity in performing ordinary tasks like making the bed or folding clothes—jobs that must be done day after monotonous day and that fail to amount to anything momentous in the end. Yet such tasks are intensely creational—they bring a new layer of order and beauty into the world we inhabit.
I’ve always found it touching that after Christ had risen from the grave, He apparently stopped to fold the grave cloth that covered His head (John 20:7).