Fiery Darts

I started chuckling as I was reading 1 Nephi 15:24 today. When I read I have a very vivid mental picture in my head. In my teenage years my dad introduced me to blow guns. I loved spending time out in the garage with him playing our version of darts where we substitued throwing darts with blow gun darts. The number one rule was you weren't allowed to shoot until everyone was behind you. Darts that are used with a blow gun are long and thin and wicked sharp. Like flying needles through the air. Those little darts could've done some serious sinking into some flesh or worse had they gone off course or (more importantly) if someone were to carelessly walk into the line of fire. Those tiny little suckers are dangerous...just ask any unfortunate rabbit who falls prey to someone using the gun for hunting. Or maybe those poor souls who got taken out by indians using poisonous ones. So, as I was reading about the "fiery darts of the adversary" you can imagine the mental image that popped into my head. Not just darts....FIERY ones. Being shot at us by Beelzebub. Who seeks out and studies the holes in our armor. Who shoots them at us constantly and incessantly. I'm thinking that I don't just want to hold fast to the iron rod(aka the word of God), I want to strap myself with a few dozen bungee cords and anything else I can find to it as well. What about you?