Proverb 26:17 reminds me of a time in the early 1980's when I lived in San Bernardino. One of my older brothers, Gene, was living with me and my first wife at the time. Gene was, and still is a small man. He stood about 5' 6" and maybe weighed about 130 pounds, if he was wearing wet cloths. He was a guy who never could, and never would get in a fight.
Jim was an air force mechanic stationed at Norton Air Force base. This was like 10 years before they closed it down. Jim was a big guy who stood about 6"4" and weighed a good 250 pounds or more. Jim wasn't a guy to get into fights either, but if he had to he could more than take care of himself.
