My chains are gone I've been set free My God, my Savior has ransomed me
And like a flood His mercy rains Unending love, Amazing grace
And like a flood His mercy rains Unending love, Amazing grace
The Weekend of Champions has come to North Texas. Bill Glass and his team of volunteers are spending 2 days ministering to the people in local prisons and lock-up facilities this weekend. My husband was blessed to have the opportunity to be one of these volunteers. They are bringing the Gospel message and personal testimonies of God's grace to a place where few would venture.
I have to confess that the idea of going inside a prison makes me nervous. These people have committed crimes and have proven that they can't adhere to our societal norms. Typically, they are a danger to themselves and/or others. I know the recidivism rates with criminals and I've always wondered just how many of these people can be helped. But last night, my husband gave me a new perspective.
As I reflected on this story (and read the Wikipedia version at Jack Roland Murphy), I was convicted. Prisoners are just like us, except their sins are usually public, violent, and a violation of man-made law. Before God, their sins are just as bad as ours. The Bible is clear that the sentence for ANY sin is death (Romans 6:23). But that "whosoever believes in [God] shall not perish but have eternal life" (John 3:16). Thus, from an eternal standpoint, without God, I'm in the same position as a man on death row.
I am so thankful that God, in His grace, has terminated my death sentence. Why wouldn't I want to share the truth about His grace with others as well--even criminals? Thank you dear husband for your example. I may not completely understand your passion for wanting to work with criminals, but I do understand that you're right where God wants you to be right now--sharing the Gospel behind bars. I'm praying that God will terminate some eternal sentences today.
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