Laughter in Any Other Language Is Just Not Funny (standard:humor, 900 words)
Author: Godspenman	Added: Aug 26 2018	Views/Reads: 1550/1097	Story vote: 0.00 (0 votes)
When I refuse to do something because of my pride, I discover that when I face up to my pride and not allow it to define me that I can discover joy.

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toes and they never felt better. 

Every once in a while, she would say something in Vietnamese and
everybody in the salon would look at me and then laugh. At first, I was 
laughing along with them. I do not know what I was laughing at. I do 
suspicion that I was laughing at myself. 

It began slowly to dawn on me that perhaps she was making fun of my
foot. Could it be she's never seen a “non-girl foot?” 

I was feeling a little strange and thought to myself that this will be
the last time I ever come here. Then when they were laughing at one 
point, I thought of the money involved. By coming here to this nail 
salon, I was saving $275. It was then that I began to laugh, and laugh 
very loud. 

When I went to the check out to pay for the pedicure the manager said to
me, “Come back soon?” I just nodded my head thinking of the $275 I was 
saving. Going out the door, I found myself still laughing. 

I was reminded of what David said. “Then was our mouth filled with
laughter, and our tongue with singing: then said they among the 
heathen, The Lord hath done great things for them” (Psalm 126:2). 

When I refuse to do something because of my pride, I discover that when
I face up to my pride and not allow it to define me that I can discover 
joy.


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