Just WOW! It kind of reminds me of when I rode motorcycles out in the California mountains. I was not just hated. I was despised. I shared the roads with logging trucks that would try to run me down. With God as my copilot, I quickly learned to navigate the winding roads at speeds 3 times the legal limit, and I never crashed or went off one of the many cliffs.
I faced bears, mountain lions, and rattlesnakes. I heard a bullet fly past my ear. None of that even so much as scratched my skin. Yes, I'm a believer!