The Peacock 1832

"Thanks, you guys." I am calming down now. What a shock. Kenny is alive. Here with Jesus and his mom and dad. A very young teenage Jesus with mommy and daddy Mathuselah, they could pass for, I don't know, over a hundred, yet both so strong and vital. And of course, way older than a hundred. "So what are we supposed to do now that we're here", says Sarah, whipping out her phone and trying to scroll on it.  This thing is not working." "None of our phones are working", says Francois.  "This place doesn't have wireless." "Well, that's interesting", she says, tossing her phone onto the rug at her feet.  Hey, this means we're liberated." "We're still hostages", remarks Frncois.  "We're being held against our will." "We are held everywhere against our will", says Sarah.  "We are always hostage to something.  But here we are with Jesus.  No phone, so now we can find our liberation in the midst of our captivity.  And who else would we want as a captor than our precious Lord himself."