“If the God of my father, the God of Abraham and the Fear of Isaac, had not been with me, surely by now you would have sent me away empty-handed. But God has seen my affliction and the toil of my hands, and last night He rendered judgment.”
In the hour after lunch, the clock on the wall can seem barely to have moved since you last checked it. There may be a stockroom or a pile of returns still waiting, and it may be work you never wanted.