Several years ago I stood in this amphitheater, placed my hands in the holes where the chains were fastened, stood where Perpetua, Felicity, presbyters, elders, and catechumen all stood. I worshiped in the lower cell singing songs and praying. I long to go back. I wish I could go back now understanding the magnitude of their sacrifices. In their memory I find comfort and peace. I am forever thankful. Tertullian was right. Without them, the church would not exist. I would not be who I am.
Alexandrian Theologian 