The Devil Strikes Again

"Therefore rejoice, you heavens and you who dwell in them!  But woe to the earth and the sea, because the devil has gone down to you!  He is filled with fury, because he knows that his time is short."  Revelation 12:12

Remember this song? “Devil inside… Devil inside… Every single one of us… the devil inside.”



I think it was by the same guys who sang “Living in the Wild, Wild West… Wild West [bullet ricochet]”. I think it was Escape Club, but I’m too lazy to Google it because then I would inevitably have to watch the entire video on YouTube. And I’m not in an early 90s state of mind today.


Anyway, a couple of nights ago the 6YO locked himself in my bathroom and said “I’m not coming out until you start loving me, and doing things for me, and stop having the devil inside you!! ”


I said I couldn’t hear him with the door closed (the devil made me do it) and so he came out and told me to my face.


He said “I’m the only one with GOD inside of me. The rest of you have the DEVIL inside of you!”


The 6YO has been nursing his broken arm for two weeks now and Mommy has obliged him by helping him in the bathtub on numerous occasions even though it appears he is fully capable of washing himself with just the one arm. Daddy, on the other hand, would not help him on this particular night. Because of this, the entire family was filled with the devil and had turned against my One-Armed Bandit.


The devil made me laugh, which was the wrong thing to do, and I received a tongue lashing. Then I made Daddy come upstairs and face his accuser and the devil made him laugh, too! It was a terrible night as far as my God-filled son was concerned.


But then, the devil left me when I started reading him a book before bed. Funny how he comes and goes.


And all was right with the world.


And God refilled the family.


And we all lived happily ever after.


The End.