Daniel laid down his bow and arrows reluctantly. "I've prayed so many times for the end of this war, and now that it's here, I'm scared to death." "Me too." Hananiah echoed. "But if this is what God wants, then I want it too," Daniel spoke softly. "You must come now. They are waiting for us in the temple courtyard."
Hurriedly, their hearts pounding with fear, the three boys scrambled down the wall and raced toward the temple. Captives in Babylon! How would it be? Would they die there? Or would wicked King Jehoiakim for once in his life keep a promise? Would they ever see their fathers and mothers again? Did God truly care what was happening to them?