Silly Stuff, No Laughing Matter

I took Monica to Meijer today to pick up a few odds and ends. On our way home, during our short stop for cheese fries, we decided to listen to a CD while we waited. It is one that we haven't listened to in a long time. We thoroughly enjoyed this song, joined in, and laughed until we could no longer feel our lips.

Then, this story came on and I remembered how much I loved these guys and how uplifed I was when the girls were younger. Yes, God speaks to me through Veggie Tales too. I feel like little Davie right now. And, I am glad that I don't need fake armour or masks to get through my trials. I have been very guilty of trying to make it look to others that all of our family's trials are no big deal. I am very good at handling everything all by myself. I even took great satisfaction in showing how much I could do by myself because I thought it made me appear to be a stronger person. It just drained me and let Satan taunt me like the Philistines and Goliath. Well, I have only one thing to say about that now - "Goliath/Satan, you're just a big ugly pickle that I would like to crinkle cut and fry!"