"God puts the lonely into families."
Psalm 68:6a
I thank God because He hasn't allowed me to be buried alive behind these bars and walls...
Psalm 68:6a
I thank God because He hasn't allowed me to be buried alive behind these bars and walls...
One of the biggest fears a prisoner has, although it is seldom spoken amongst us, is that when a man is doing a long sentence, he will be forgotten by those on the outside. As the time passes, family members die off or move on with their lives. Friends do the same. They go their own ways, never to be heard from again.
At some point, you see, a prisoner will discover that the world doesn't stop for anyone. He begins to realize that family and friends can get along without him.
As the months march into years, and as the years become decades, a prisoner finds himself alone and increasingly cut off from the outside world. To be forgotten is both a scary and lonely feeling. It's as if a man is both alive but dead.
Yet by God's grace, however, this hasn't happened to me. I have been incarcerated for 26 years, but I still have my father; although he's in his nineties. While other family members who I was close to have died while I have been in prison.
In His mercy, the Lord has not allowed me to be forgotten. He has given me some devoted Christian friends with whom I have become very close. We're like family now.
God has been faithful to meet my needs. And God's family is very big. I am thankful to be a part of it, and I pray that I will never disappoint those who love me.
D.B.
At some point, you see, a prisoner will discover that the world doesn't stop for anyone. He begins to realize that family and friends can get along without him.
As the months march into years, and as the years become decades, a prisoner finds himself alone and increasingly cut off from the outside world. To be forgotten is both a scary and lonely feeling. It's as if a man is both alive but dead.
Yet by God's grace, however, this hasn't happened to me. I have been incarcerated for 26 years, but I still have my father; although he's in his nineties. While other family members who I was close to have died while I have been in prison.
In His mercy, the Lord has not allowed me to be forgotten. He has given me some devoted Christian friends with whom I have become very close. We're like family now.
God has been faithful to meet my needs. And God's family is very big. I am thankful to be a part of it, and I pray that I will never disappoint those who love me.
D.B.
