A nurse working diligently to take care of the needs of so many with nonphysical/nonvisible wounds is also battling her own inner turmoil. She quite literally hasn't gotten time for the pain. Her weapons are prayer and faith. We learn that a mustard-seed amount of faith is all that's needed to move a mountain. How, then, will she find the strength from within to move the mountains in her own path? Should she pray for her patients or pray for herself? She longs to pray with them, for where two shall agree in prayer, it shall be done for them. However, societal rules forbid such practices...such care.