On a trip to Hawaii, my dad got a brutal sunburn on his legs. This shouldn’t surprise anyone—he’s from the Northwest, and his legs are white as snow. Okay, whiter than snow.Since it had been decades since his legs had seen the sun, the sunburn was bad. You know, bright red, hot to the touch, and painful with every step. That kind of bad.Desperate for relief, he reached into the beach bag for the thick green aloe vera he had packed. Without hesitation, he poured the green liquid generously onto his legs, expecting that cool, soothing sensation.Instead, the pain became excruciating.As it turns out, he hadn’t grabbed the aloe at all. He had grabbed a bottle of green mouthwash. The thin liquid ran down his legs and filled his shoe. What was meant to bring healing only b
