Silver and Gold I Do Not Have: Acts 3:1-10

One day Peter and John were going up to the temple at the time of prayer—at three in the afternoon.

The rhythm of Jewish piety continued. Peter and John—paired so often in the Gospels—now partners in ministry. The temple at three, the hour of evening sacrifice, the hour of prayer.

Now a man who was lame from birth was being carried to the temple gate called Beautiful, where he was put every day to beg from those going into the temple courts.

A man lame from birth. Forty years old, Luke would later note. Never walked. Carried daily—by family, by friends, by those who profited from his begging. The gate called Beautiful—ornate Corinthian bronze, stunning craftsmanship. Beauty and brokenness side by side.