Our First Pope is sentenced to Prison
I can only imagine the difficult experience of being locked up for following Jesus and your deep conviction that He is the Lord of all.
Saint Peter lifted his hand and reached to a hole that was along the wall. The chains rattled as he picked up the last scrap of potato from his plate and set it next to the hole. He waited patiently until a mouse poked his head out to investigate. His whiskers moved from side to side.
Peter smiled and waited patiently as the creature looked around to see if anyone was watching. Peter knew patience. He recalled the many moments that he waited day and night for a catch of fish. Sometimes he waited a whole night for a catch.