The impact of John’s vision was powerful, even overwhelming. His senses could hardly take it all in, every aspect was at maximum capacity—flashes of fire and lightning, the thunderous roar of waterfalls, the blinding glow of white light, the heat and gleam of burnished bronze. But now, with Jesus’s gentle touch and quiet reassurance, this kaleidoscope coalesced into discernable words.
Acts Wednesday: Chapter 12, Herod, James, and Peter
Plenty of times you and I can feel imprisoned by our circumstances … there are all kinds of ways to find ourselves bound in chains, as Peter was, having to fall asleep between hostile guards.
Grace and Peace, Joanne 