I love my life with Christ.
He’s asked me to do several things which take me out of my own comfort zone. Through them all, I’ve learned wonderful lessons of His love and strength.
Last night, my prison ministry partners (Pam & Bill) and me went to the Courthouse Pub. We were in search of a woman who is currently out of jail and on house arrest. We wanted her to come with us to check out a rehabilitation program.
I’d been to the bar before. I met my brother there once years ago before he sobered up. It’s a friendly little place… everybody sits at the bar and chats with each other and the bartender.
We walked in as ‘Kim’ was racking up the balls for another game of pool. Her hair was dyed black. She was wearing a provocative black top with jeans and high heels.
I sauntered through the door first and she smiled as she recognized me… her smile turned to shock as she recognized Pam… and then Bill. “Oh no!” she exclaimed, “I feel like I’m going to go to hell!”
We laughed. We were not there to condemn her. We were there to tell her that Jesus still loves her and is waiting for her.
It was a good night… good conversation… and Kim is going with us today to check out the rehab program.
I love being a messenger… God rocks!