“You ask me what I am doing. I will tell you; I am gathering up the prayers and making a wall with them. I am raising a stronghold to surround the enemy... we must erect a fortress whose walls cannot me battered down or broken- a Caer that cannot be conquered.”
“There!” Cai declared loudly. “If stones be prayers, I have sung a psalm!”...
The wall rose stone by stone, each stone a heart felt prayer.
“It was more than a wall- it was faith made manifest. I looked upon the work of our hands, and I felt invincible.”
From 'Arthur' by Stephen Lawhead, chapter 15, page 14
