Today's Bible study class was covered by one of the members of my fellowship, as the scheduled teacher was unable to come...
Brother Robertson(*) has been in prison for almost thirty years. He's doing a sentence of "12O
years to life," which means that barring a miracle, he'll be in prison until the day he dies, or until the Lord snatches him away at the Rapture.
Brother Robertson spent about thirty minutes of the class sharing his story, which I never got to hear until now. He spoke about growing up in Brooklyn, New York, and his introduction into a life of crime to include selling drugs. He was then elevated in rank amongst his peers until he became the leader of a band of fellow criminals who specialized in robbing other drug dealers (a very dangerous activity that put a price on his head). Those of rival drug crews put out "hits" on him.
He spoke about being shot at and of bullets narrowly missing him. He was warned by an aunt who used to take him to church when he was a child, that his days of running the streets were about to end. And they did! He got arrested.
Fortunately for Brother Robertson, the cops caught up with him before rival drug dealers did. And that's why he was sitting in a chair in the chapel tonight instead of being stretched out in a coffin, dead.
Having received the Lord while incarcerated, Brother Robertson has become a good, godly man with a great knowledge of the Scriptures. For him, parole is not a possibility, but a future in heaven is.
D.B.
*Brother Robertson is not his real name.
years to life," which means that barring a miracle, he'll be in prison until the day he dies, or until the Lord snatches him away at the Rapture.
Brother Robertson spent about thirty minutes of the class sharing his story, which I never got to hear until now. He spoke about growing up in Brooklyn, New York, and his introduction into a life of crime to include selling drugs. He was then elevated in rank amongst his peers until he became the leader of a band of fellow criminals who specialized in robbing other drug dealers (a very dangerous activity that put a price on his head). Those of rival drug crews put out "hits" on him.
He spoke about being shot at and of bullets narrowly missing him. He was warned by an aunt who used to take him to church when he was a child, that his days of running the streets were about to end. And they did! He got arrested.
Fortunately for Brother Robertson, the cops caught up with him before rival drug dealers did. And that's why he was sitting in a chair in the chapel tonight instead of being stretched out in a coffin, dead.
Having received the Lord while incarcerated, Brother Robertson has become a good, godly man with a great knowledge of the Scriptures. For him, parole is not a possibility, but a future in heaven is.
D.B.
*Brother Robertson is not his real name.
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