I read the Old Testament straight through during a huge snow storm that kept returning back in about 1984 or 1985.

My biggest impression was that of one battle followed by another. Not saying that there wasn't a lot of other information and inspiration, but that biggest impression was: An awful lot of battles.

And, you know, it even can be observed between a brother and sister, sitting in the back seat of a car, drawing an imaginary line between themselves, exactly 50-50 possession of whichever side of the car, and then the dare to cross the line... In fact, for a mile or two or three, crossing that line becomes the One Desire!

Battle regards,
WW