Peter’s speech is bold. He says you killed the Messiah, and people… don’t riot.
They ask: What do we do?

It’s easy to miss that. This is a sermon to the bewildered.
Faith doesn’t begin with certainty. It begins in confusion, in fire.

As an agnostic deist, I don’t claim divine plans.
But I’ve felt moments like this.

Not visions. Not doctrine.
But that deep inner shift that whispers:
“This matters.”

Maybe that’s the Spirit.

Repentance isn’t about dogma to me.
It’s about transformation.
Admitting you were wrong.
Letting the old fall away.
Coming up gasping, still doubting—but alive.

Even a doubter can understand that.