Article July 7, 1986 ISSUE

No enemies

HELEN W. ECKEL

There was a time, not so long ago, when I felt as though I had been thrown into a den of lions! It was not exactly like the one Daniel was thrown into, and the lions had two legs instead of four, but it seemed to me that they could still snarl and growl and be very dangerous.

The den of lions was my office, where jealousies, abusive language, and tempers prowled. And it often seemed that people were going out of their way to make things difficult and frustrating. The harder I tried to meet their actions with love, the more fierce the antagonism.

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