* Jesus pray for me
* Peter, Luke pray for me
* Dedicated to #TaylorDateTony
#IamPeter
+------------ Taylor Swift, Angel Of Tony Conti's Dateless Imprisonment
And Taylor I swear singleness is
my heart indicted, incarcerated;
wrists tightly shackled in thick chains
of lonely thoughts by a King (Herod)
unfeeling - ruler of romantic repudiation
obsessed with melancholy, snarling;
Guarded by four squads, four soldiers of
a childhood’s insecurities. My previous
efforts to find a boo, James the brother
of John, slain by the (dating) state’s sword
of cruel despair. Oh babes, wont you rescue
me asleep to the world without you,
bound between two soldiers of lament...
lost in dreams of Eden’s woman of five foot
ten inches: blonde hair like silk from a
celestial shuttle, blue eyes diamonds
plucked from Zion’s mines? If you took
me to Starbucks, an angel’s staff striking
me awake, hope-clothed, fetters loosed!
If you kissed me, a whisk past guards to
the front entrance. Your smile’d miraculously
unlock the iron gate that held me back for
so long. I’d walk out this prison a free soul.
-----------------Acts 12:1-11
It was about this time that King Herod arrested some who belonged to the church, intending to persecute them. He had James, the brother of John, put to death with the sword. When he saw that this met with approval among the Jews, he proceeded to seize Peter also. This happened during the Festival of Unleavened Bread. After arresting him, he put him in prison, handing him over to be guarded by four squads of four soldiers each. Herod intended to bring him out for public trial after the Passover. So Peter was kept in prison, but the church was earnestly praying to God for him. The night before Herod was to bring him to trial, Peter was sleeping between two soldiers, bound with two chains, and sentries stood guard at the entrance. Suddenly an angel of the Lord appeared and a light shone in the cell. He struck Peter on the side and woke him up. “Quick, get up!” he said, and the chains fell off Peter’s wrists. Then the angel said to him, “Put on your clothes and sandals.” And Peter did so. “Wrap your cloak around you and follow me,” the angel told him. Peter followed him out of the prison, but he had no idea that what the angel was doing was really happening; he thought he was seeing a vision. They passed the first and second guards and came to the iron gate leading to the city. It opened for them by itself, and they went through it. When they had walked the length of one street, suddenly the angel left him. Then Peter came to himself and said, “Now I know without a doubt that the Lord has sent his angel and rescued me from Herod’s clutches and from everything the Jewish people were hoping would happen.”
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