I got one today. Strangely enough, I’m not sure this was an intentional wound. It could have been an act of thoughtlessness, not malice. Nevertheless, the arrow flew right to a place not protected by armor plate, and plunged deeply into a tender spot. I haul out the only successful antidote, prayer. And I apply a copious amount. Then I remember it takes a while even for such a powerful balm to work into the poison and relieve the pain. And so I wait. And read a Psalm or two. Pray some more, and wait again.
Carlene Havel,
Author of "A Hero's Homecoming" co-author “Daughter of the King”
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