For Ning, the only thing worse than losing her mother is knowing that it's her own fault. She was the one who unknowingly brewed the poison tea that killed her—the poison tea that now threatens to also take her sister, Shu.
Not wealth or status or intellect or politics, but his faith. The steadfast, unwavering faith of a beggar, blinded by disease or injury, means more to Jesus than any of these.
A look into a bizarre, mysterious, and ultimately irresistible world of unshakable faith: the world of holiness snake handling, where people drink strychnine, speak in tongues, lay hands on the sick, and, some claim, raise the dead.
We have been given a share in this dazzling revelation so that we might share it with others who have not yet seen it, who have forgotten what it looks like, who are being kept from its glory.
