June 2011 

Greetings!  

Prisons have a way of humbling us.  We are void of certain rights.  We become a number.  Often we are misunderstood and usually are forgotten.  Prisons are good for the believer.  While we came to Christ in a humble state, does not pride begin to creep in and whisper demands into our soul that cause us to grumble, complain, harm each other, seek revenge, forget forgiveness, etc?  Prisons give us time
and space to detach from our expectations for how this walk is supposed to look in our eyes.  Prisons dismantle our visions of grandeur replacing again with the Cross who's backdrop became foggy and almost forgotten in our pursuits to be noticed, important, pain free, etc.  When we came to know Christ, we may not have understood all that that relationship would entail or require.  The darkness of a prison ironically can assist us in our illumination.  Pride demands certain rights be exercised, acknowledged, maintained, supported and benefitted from.  Prisons are like mirrors that reflect to us ungodly attitudes which hinder our nearness to Him and our reflection of Him to the world.  Whether failing health or poor marriage, wayward child or death of dreams, devastations in this world can actually be profound preparation for restoration of a divine kind.  Humbled until such time as He exalts...

How do we want to spend time in whatever prison cell we might find ourselves in?