Peter Delivered From Prison, Peter was sleeping between two soldiers, bound with 2 Chains; and guards in front of the door were watching over the prison. And behold, an angel of the Lord suddenly appeared… Drumroll, please… Ta da! Poof! Hold it! What are you wearing? What do you mean? All of it… The robe, the wings? It’s my angel costume. The Bible doesn’t say that angelic messengers have any of those things. I know, but it’s what everyone expects us to look like. Fine, go ahead. Wear it if you want. It doesn’t matter anyways. Uh... Why not? They can’t see you. Who can’t see me? The guards, they can’t perceive you at all. … Well, the readers expect me to look like an angel. Is he talking to God? I’m not sure, it’s either God or the artist.… And a light shown in the cell. You have got to be kidding me…Wha... Mmph, mnhe...Kill the light before I come over there and... Come on... What time is it? Aww, five more minutes... Hey! Dude, what the... Seriously? Aaiieeeeeeeee! HALT! WHO GOES THERE!!! Zzzz, … And the angel struck Peter’s side and roused him, saying “Get up quickly!” … And his chains fell off… And the angel said, “Gird yourself…” “And put on your sandals…” “Wrap your cloak around you…” OK, but what’s with the wings, robe and halo? I must’ve slept on my side wrong. I feel like I’ve been hit by Elijah‘s fiery chariot. And for the life of me, I can’t figure out how in the world… I ended up clear over by the north wall of the cell. The Lord works in mysterious ways. This old body sure is complaining, I guess the hand of the Lord is heavy upon me. Well to be precise, the foot of the angel of the Lord was upon you, and then…You were up on the wall, and then on the floor at the bottom of the wall. And he went out, and continued to follow, and he did not know that what was being done by the angel was real, but thought he was seeing a vision. Are you real? You can stop pinching me… Anytime. I can’t believe you literally kicked me out of bed. Hey, that could be a new saying… Getting kicked out of bed. And, you need a snooze button on your foot… if he’s planning on walking until Peter runs out of things to say, we may actually end up being here forever… cat, New Testament, prisoner, freedom,