Wouldn’t it be tragic if you were standing on a peak, and never realized it, because all you could see were the taller peaks around you? I spend an inordinate amount of time cataloging, reliving, and revising all the things I feel have not gone right in my life. And as to all the blessings and good things in my life, and there have been plenty of them… It’s a moment of joy and appreciation, then right back to woeing– yeah, first world problems, I know. You probably also do the same in your free time. But then again, so do a lot of other Christians. We’re never really seeing the great places God put us in because we don’t really see where we are. So Peter was kept in prison, but earnest prayer for him was made to God by the church. (Acts 12:5) Here’s the back story on why we have to be aware of our strength through prayer: When Peter was broken free out of jail by the angel, he said, “Now I am sure that the Lord has sent his angel and rescued me from the hand of Herod and from all that the Jewish people were expecting.” When he realized this, he went to the house of Mary…And when he knocked at the door of the gateway, a servant girl named Rhoda came to answer. She ran in and reported that Peter was standing at the gate. They said to her, “You are out of your mind.” But she kept insisting that it was so, and they kept saying, “It is his angel!” But Peter continued knocking, and when they opened, they saw him and were amazed. Yeah. They didn’t see the great height by which their prayers propelled them in faith and they almost lost out on an opportunity to witness a miracle. The only person in this story that saw what was really going on was the servant girl who was brushed off as nothing. We could continue to tally up our frustrations and regrets like most of the people in this house Rhoda was at that night. Or we could thank God for where we are and what we’re experiencing because of our earnest prayers. If you choose the latter, we will have us an unforgettable story to tell.

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