He was an innocent man condemned to die. To ensure his execution, on his last night of life he was locked deep within prison walls, chained between two guards. His crime? He was an ardent disciple of Christ. His name? Peter. His reaction to his impending death the next morning? He was sleeping like a baby.
Acts 12 records the story of Peter’s miraculous deliverance from prison. Although guarded by 12 guards, two chained to either side of him, Peter was about to be set free and there was nothing anyone could do to prevent it. Continue reading
I’m stretching my hands through the crowd, just trying to get a touch.
My need is great. No other options are available. My only hope is to make the connection.
The crowds are an obstacle.
Noise and confusion form a barrier to my goal. But I must reach Him at all costs.
To be who I am called to be, To be who I know I need to be, who I desperately want to be, I need a connection with His love.
My heart needs fixing. My love needs an awakening.
Today I will stretch through the crowds and reach Him.
Through the crowds of doubt and dissension. Through the crowds of anger and confusion. Through the crowds of my past and my present, I will stretch until I reach Him.
I will ask Him to create in me a new heart and to renew a right spirit within me. Today is my day for a miracle.