But at Midnight...
I'm sorry, I've never wanted to have one of those mysterious blogs where the writer disappears and everyone wonders what happened to them! But I'm not really ready to say I'll never blog again, so... you'll have to bear with me! Then the multitude rose up together against them (Paul and Silas); and the magistrates tore off their clothes and commanded them to be beaten with rods. And when they had laid many stripes on them, they threw them into prison, commanding the jailer to keep them securely. Having received such a charge, he put them into the inner prison and fastened their feet in the stocks. But at midnight Paul and Silas were praying and singing hymns to God, and the prisoners were listening to them. Acts 16:22-25 Have you ever really thought about this story? Can you image being beaten with a rod and then fastened in the stocks. You're in, I'm sure, incredible pain, but you can't even move to find the most comfortable position. They weren't