Battling the Giants

I know the giants are after me when I don’t want to share. The giants are the devil. Some of them are liars and they say, “say this” or “say that” when I know it isn’t true. Then I pray to God, “Could you battle Mama’s giants and Papa’s giants and my giants.” Then I sing and I listen to God’s word and I get healed. I know I am healed because I am all happy and cheerful.

—Elijah, age 7