Don't envy when the enemy flourishes like a green tree for just as suddenly he’s mowed down, trust me. The wicked hang together like peas in a pod but you're fortified by God. They come from good stock in looks but degenerate quickly thru sin: has-beens. When God pulls the plug on beauty it's a sudden thing--all light turns muddy-- but He restores youth as the eagle so it's not irrevocable. Chapter art by Fox Design. Cover design by Blaze Goldburst
