Today I’m at a loss for words. I have spent the afternoon in prison. No, I didn’t rob a cheesecake factory. I got to sit in on a seminary class there. Yes, I did say seminary. It’s going to take me a few days to digest everything. I will have lots to share in the coming days, I’m sure. But one sweet man raised his hand and asked if he could share a poem with us.
He stood and most eloquently shared his heart in verse. I asked him for permission to share it with you.
There’s A Way
Survival is the fittest
in this place I dwell.
Away from society,
at times I want to yell.
Lose my cool? I think not.
There’s someone much greater
Who can fulfill this empty spot.
Jesus Christ the comforter
which brings souls to peace,
It is Him in this dark
and cold place I wholeheartedly seek.
I turned to His Divine Father
and acknowledged my sinful ways,
for Christ died for my sins
and it is Him whom I praise,
Thank God for His grace
and His sweet mercy too.
Isn’t it good to know
what our Savior was willing to do.
There’s a way!
-J
I’ve learned a lot today about God’s grace. If you want to see how lives are being changed, watch this.
