At the family cottage, our bathroom reading includes a book titled, "Don't forget to sing in the lifeboats" by Kathryn and Ross Petras. I wonder if they ever read the story in Acts 16 about Paul and Silas.
The two missionaries had been beaten by a mob, flogged, manacled and locked into the inner cell of a Philippian jail. Unjustly arrested, stuck in a tiny room with a bunch of criminals. Paul & Silas would have been perfectly justified in bemoaning their fate as the darkness of midnight settled in.
How's life in your prison? Quarantined, chained to your work laptop, experiencing interminable 'quality time' with the special people in your life?