My Llama, yesterday, was rocking a 103 fever that would NOT go away. Ibuprofen, acetaminophen, nothing. She was lethargic, vomiting, couldn't even sleep.
Doc takes a look at her, gives us a prescription.
Two hours on the dot after taking a measly 500 mg (milligrams! That's like a tiny pile of medicinal dust!) of penicillin...
Appetite is back.
Bouncing off the walls.
You see... it's not just that Hashem's salvation can come in the space of an eye-blink, but that his salvation can be from something so physically small.
Wow. Wow. Thank you!