1 Peter Chapter 4 — A Slow Walk Through Fire, Hope, and Strange Glory
1 Peter Chapter 4 — A Slow Walk Through Fire, Hope, and Strange Glory Photo by iam_os on Unsplash Here we will be studying a litle bit understanding of 1 Peter 4 , I feel like the pages smell like smoke. Not the smoke of a burnt house or some destruction, but… you know, that strange warm scent from a wood-fire oven, where the logs crackle and whisper? A sense of something refining. Something painful but glorious. Something that leaves a lingering and smell on your clothes, and maybe even on your soul. This chapter is kinda like stepping close to a holy fire that God allows, not to destroy but to purify. A fire that stings yet blesses. A fire that wakes you up. And Peter, ah Peter, old fisherman with sea-salt in his beard and memories of denying Jesus still haunting sometimes… he writes like a man who has learned to face flames and walk through them with hope. So yeah, let’s wander through the chapter. Verse 1 — “Arm yourselves…” Greek: hoplisasthe (ὁ...
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