It has been a busy Saturday. When I arrived at the kitchen around eight o'clock I found my work area piled high with dozens of greasy pots and pans of all sizes...
And this is the condemnation,
that light is come into the world,
and men loved darkness rather than light,
because their deeds were evil.
It is hard for me to believe that I have now been in prison for almost thirty-six years...
Call unto Me, and I will answer thee,
and show thee great and mighty things,
of which you do not know.
Today's worship service went well. We had about fifty men in attendance in the chapel. Brother Philip, who's an inmate like me, gave a powerful message on now being the time to get serious with God...
I knew something was wrong when one of the officer's assigned to the prison's kitchen approached me while I was at my work station to tell me that Mrs. Viceroy wanted to see me in the gymnasium...
If we suffer, we shall also reign with Him.
2 Timothy 2:12a
Today it was my turn to present the sermon. I preached on the subject of suffering for Christ. That the hardships and difficulties we sometimes go through as followers of the Lord are not things which occur by happenstance...
I don't know why events such as these are called retreats. I prefer they'd be called "spiritual gatherings," because this is really what they are...
"Rejoice evermore" (I Thessalonians 5:16). Just two words make up this verse in my King James Bible, yet they speak volumes. "Keep on rejoicing." "Never stop rejoicing." In other words, because Jesus is with me, my life should be one of joy, not of stress or sadness...