We are blessed beyond reason
and say amen and thank you, Lord, every morning and every evening.
We had to rise at 3:30am Sunday morning for a 4:30 departure to
Hutchins to meet Pastor Al Gibbons and his gang. We met at the local
What-a-Burger to grab a last minute coffee and grub. We then
caravaned down to Groesbeck to meet the brothers in orange and white.
The trip to Groesbeck was as much a blessing as the service with the
prisoners. Patrick and I worshipped the Lord by observing the glory
of His creation in a sunrise that ripped off the morning fog and
pasted the eastern sky with yellows, oranges, blues and purples. It
stretched from one end of eternity to the other.
Once we arrived at Groesbeck, we met the other team members, around 12
in all. We broke up into four teams of three apiece to hand out
blessing bags to the prisoners. I think there were over one thousand
bags handed out. We shook the hand of each prisoner, told them "Jesus
loves you, this is a gift from the Lord", and handed them their
blessing bag.
Around 9:30 we started the first service for the English speaking
inmates. Earl (I think that was his name) started the preaching,
interspersed by a few songs that we played. Earl had killed a man,
spent 21 years in prison, got out in 2000, and has been in prison
ministry ever since. He has an obvious love for the Lord. Earl
tended to go a little long, and as he was doing so, one of the inmates
struck up a side conversation with me. He told me of his mistakes,
his family, his love for Jesus, and his desire to reach out to
children to warn them of the dangers of drugs. We hugged and prayed
together. He broke my heart and convicted me.
We greeted each of the prisoners as they left, most of them giving us
hugs. Patrick and I thought we were done and started packing up.
Pastor Al came in and said there was now going to be a Spanish
speaking service. So we unpacked and got ready to do it again. The
spanish speak pastor (I don't recall his name) is a gifted speaker. I
couldn't understand much of what he was saying, but I got the message
loud and clear! He was wonderful to listen to. He was an ex-con as
well. I think it's important the pastors have this kind of background
as it gives the cred with the inmates.
We played and sang some more songs and they all joined in as best they
could. They were a very spirited bunch, if not just a little rhythm
challenged ;-) Again, we greeted each of them as they left and they
returned those greetings with smiles and hugs.
It's my understanding that Groesbeck hold Federal and county prisoners
both. I believe they referred to it as a transfer facility for
Homeland Security. From what a few inmates told me, just about
everyone was in for drugs. Another sign that our so called 'war on
drugs' is one that will never be won. I believe it was Einstein that
said, "Insanity is doing the same thing over and over and expecting
different results". I think that describes our anti-drug effort
perfectly.
We got back to Sachse around 5:00pm. A long [day] to be sure, but one that
convinced me that this is how Sunday mornings should be spent; not
spent in our comfort zones but trying to live out the Lord's
commandment in Matthew 25. This ministry occurs the last Sunday of
every month and Patrick and I are going to attend as much as possible.
The takeaway? We are no different than the men we encountered. As I
said when I witnessed to them, we are all just a few bad decisions
away from being on the street, in prison, or dead. God loves us not
because we are good, but because He is good. And as long as we draw
breath, we have hope. And our hope is in Christ.